Surely you remember the generational curse, don't you??? You know - - - that one where your mom said to you: "I hope when you grow up you have a child JUST LIKE YOU!!"
Well, I'm not claiming that THIS child is just like me, but when she was toddling my mother told me she was.
Her birth story is much more traditional than her sister's was - - - probably because by the time she came along, her daddy had EXPERIENCE and BELIEVED me when I told him I was in labor. We did come home from the hospital directly to our Thanksgiving dinner, and she looked like a doll in her little red dress.
She was an ornery little thing and smack full of ginger!!!
Once we had a visitor when she was about this size. We heard her little voice calling to us from the living room: "Hey, look what Ornery's doin'!!!" We looked in and she was walking on top of the couch back.
I also remember that about that same time she "helped" me with a painting project without me allowing it.
One day she found the cake flour, brought it out of the cabinet, and proceeded to pour it all over the kitchen floor. When I found her, she was happily smacking piles of it with her chubby little toddler hands.
In elementary school she was fearlessly aggressive on the basket ball court. When she played soccer in high school, she was yellow carded much to her mother's dismay and her father's great delight.
In elementary school the church children's choir director asked her if she would do a solo in the next production. None of us knew she could sing.
We know now!!!
That one little solo, "Germs, My Invisible Dog" opened a whole new horizon for her. She is blessed with a beautiful voice, natural stage presence and grace.
Here's a little sample:
After high school she became a cosmetologist. She works in a fancy smancy shoppe doing amazing things.Now Ornery is all grown up into a beautiful lady. She is soon to marry Chris and we hope they live happily ever after.