For several reasons, I have been dreading the foray into the world of Webkins….
~One reason is-we are already swimming in stuffed animals at our house-as I’m sure anyone else with three children.
~Another reason is-we all seem to struggle with addictive activities. I know she will probably end up just like her mom & dad one day (who both can’t seem to say “no” once the computer is on!)
But, regardless, Ana was thrilled to unwrap a Webkins on her birthday. (Ahem…..sis-if you are reading this-I promise-I forgive you!)
She & her cousin quickly got to work setting up her account.
& in typical, 3rd Grade logic, set up a password that resembled something like this:
Eyhr aieeujwe;fiu09idnk.
Well, I guess it wasn’t quite that bad, but it was so hard to remember, that she couldn’t log back on to her account later that evening. (of course!)
Oh, the agonies that ensued!
The tears that were shed!!!
(& the laughter the mommy was trying to hold back-only partly successfully, I might add!)
I found myself on the floor in my room, while the company entertained themselves, trying to comfort her wounded soul!
& the blessing that came out of this was that she & I talked long that night about God having what’s best for us, so that we learn the lessons He intends us to learn.
This poem has meant much to me in my times of trials-& I hope that one day, when my kiddos read through all this blog, this poem will mean as much to them as it has to me!
~One reason is-we are already swimming in stuffed animals at our house-as I’m sure anyone else with three children.
~Another reason is-we all seem to struggle with addictive activities. I know she will probably end up just like her mom & dad one day (who both can’t seem to say “no” once the computer is on!)
But, regardless, Ana was thrilled to unwrap a Webkins on her birthday. (Ahem…..sis-if you are reading this-I promise-I forgive you!)
She & her cousin quickly got to work setting up her account.
& in typical, 3rd Grade logic, set up a password that resembled something like this:
Eyhr aieeujwe;fiu09idnk.
Well, I guess it wasn’t quite that bad, but it was so hard to remember, that she couldn’t log back on to her account later that evening. (of course!)
Oh, the agonies that ensued!
The tears that were shed!!!
(& the laughter the mommy was trying to hold back-only partly successfully, I might add!)
I found myself on the floor in my room, while the company entertained themselves, trying to comfort her wounded soul!
& the blessing that came out of this was that she & I talked long that night about God having what’s best for us, so that we learn the lessons He intends us to learn.
This poem has meant much to me in my times of trials-& I hope that one day, when my kiddos read through all this blog, this poem will mean as much to them as it has to me!
"Disappointment -- His Appointment"
Change one letter, then I see
That the thwarting of my purpose
Is God's better choice for me.
His appointment must be blessing,
Tho' it may come in disguise,
For the end from the beginning
Open to His wisdom lies.
"Disappointment -- His Appointment"
Whose? The Lord, who loves me best,
Understands and knows me fully,
Who my faith and love would test;
For, like loving earthly parent,
He rejoices when He knows
That His child accepts, UNQUESTIONED,
All that from His wisdom flows.
"Disappointment -- His Appointment"
"No good thing will He withhold,"
From denials oft we gather
Treasures of His love untold,
Well He knows each broken purpose
Leads to fuller, deeper trust,
And the end of all His dealings
Proves our God is wise and just.
"Disappointment -- His Appointment"
Lord, I take it, then, as such.
Like the clay in hands of potter,
Yielding wholly to Thy touch.
All my life's plan in Thy moulding,
Not one single choice be mine;
Let me answer, unrepining --
"Father, not my will, but Thine."
Edith Lillian Young
8 comments:
aww the poor kid! I would be disapointed to =[
Those ballet costumes are absoluely adorable though!!
Those laugh while they cry moments are the stuff of life!
Thanks for stopping by my blog! Looks like we have a lot in common - reading, international adoption, not wanting our kids addicted to computers (but mine to play Webkinz on occasion).
Love the ballet photo - beautiful!
Amy @ Things & Stuff
Oh poor Ana...I have no idea what Webkins is so will have to google that:) Poor thing...sounds like it was very frustrating for her. I love that poem too.
And she looks beautiful in her ballet costume.
Take care,
Anna
aaawww...sad day!
I know this is stupid according to internet rules but I make ALL of my boys have the SAME password for all the little accounts and whatnots they open.
It helps twofold:
I know all the passwords, cuz they are all the same :)
They always remember it...IF they forget...at least one brother will remember the 'family password".
Anna looked LOVELY in her ballet dress! wow! So graceful!
Blesssings friend...
Andrea
aaawww...sad day!
I know this is stupid according to internet rules but I make ALL of my boys have the SAME password for all the little accounts and whatnots they open.
It helps twofold:
I know all the passwords, cuz they are all the same :)
They always remember it...IF they forget...at least one brother will remember the 'family password".
Anna looked LOVELY in her ballet dress! wow! So graceful!
Blesssings friend...
Andrea
Oh, the poor girl. Love the ballet photo and also the poem. Very touching and thought-provoking!!
Great poem, thanks for sharing that!
We have a webkinz only on Saturday rule. There are times of exception, but generally it's 20-30mins once a week. I have all their passwords/usernames in a Word file...no way I can keep track of them all otherwise.
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