Clairey

Claire Victoria Marie Carter. Wow. What a little spitfire she is. I love this little girl so much. I think she is funny. I think she is way beyond smart. I know I am prejudiced, but she is incredibly bright. She isn't even 2 yet, and she barely talks (though, she is talking more and more each day), but she communicates so well. She tells us stories. She speaks Claireish. We don't always know what she is saying, but when she acts out a story, you understand what she is trying to say. She just uses her own words. Her own made up words. She is brave and fearless. She is very busy. I love nothing more than to hear her say, "Meema. Come on." She wants me to follow her wherever she takes me. I love how she loves me. She treats me like I am her favorite. I love that.

She has a delightful smile. Even as small as she is, she has a sense of humor. She loves to laugh. She is a wonder to behold. She didn't start out that way. She started out her little self as a screaming thrashing newborn. She wasn't happy at first, but she has made up for her rocky start by becoming a funny toddler. Now, this is not to say that she doesn't throw tantrums. She does. She is hilarious doing that, even when she is mad as all get out. She stomps her feet, she furrows her little brows, and she hollers out stuff that only she understands. She throws things. We love her in spite of all of that.

I can hardly wait to meet her new baby sister in the new year. Claire's mom is having a girl in January 2013, if not before. The new baby will be called Nora Elizabeth Jean. Such treasures are my grandchildren. Each and every one of them is so different. Each and every one of them is a blessing.

I pray that God will protect them every single day and that He will be with them all the days of their lives. I have that promise. I have that assurance. He is the heavenly father, and He loves them more than I do.