I watch my little ragamuffin prancing around in her flouncy skirt. She is happily singing ”Jesus Loves Me”, some of it in a foreign language that I am not familiar with.
I say “Violet, you are so sweet, can I take a picture of you?”
“No!” She merrily chirps in reply.
Babyhood is revered by all in our household and for a season baby reigns. She has 9 servants at her beck and call. Everything she does is considered brilliant. She is usually the last to wake in the morning. 7 siblings sit downstairs waiting for her to make a peep and when she does there is a mad stampede going up the stairs to get to her first. The rest of the day she gives orders.
“Riley! I want hot chocolate!” she orders in her sweet little voice.
“You want hot chocolate? Okay, Riley will get you some hot chocolate” replies the adoring servant.
I can’t help thinking as I watch her today that her reign will be over in 5 months. Then a new baby shall reign and she will become an adoring servant. I am sad for a moment. Then I realize that the adoring servants have as much fun adoring as the baby has being adored.
