We took our three younger girls and Dave's mom to see Joseph and the Technicolored Dreamcoat.
We always do with things like this.
Because, well, she can be a little bit of a wild card which sometimes takes away attention from the big girls.
But we decided to go for it this time.
We huddled up in the car and refreshed/taught the girls the story line.
...except for the fact that poor Lucy can't see all that well.
A couple days later in church she asked me to help her find the story of Joseph and his brothers in the Bible, so I did.
She held her little book up a few inches from her face and read and read all through sacrament meeting.
When we got home, she plunked down on the couch and kept reading.
A half hour later:
And another half hour later:
And she was pleased as punch when she wrapped that story up. She told us it was almost the same except that there wasn't such a big party at the end in the real Bible :)
I know she didn't really "get" it all (which is all good for some parts for now), but Dave and I looked at each other with big smiles.
Our girl is growing up. And learning so much. Sure part of me is sad...and as she grows it makes that IWAN part of me thud in an hollow little part of my heart. But because Lucy is Lucy, we celebrate in victory every little step.
Oh man we love that girl!