Communication

Phoebe has a way of expressing herself. Mostly it uses loud vocalizations punctuated with demands. If she weren't so cute it would be altogether intolerable. Occasionally she reaches the even exaggeratedly lenient point of breaking for her daddy. However, she has a nearly extra-sensory ability to recognize the warning signs and pull off a coup d'état. Her most recent exploit is quickly turning legendary.

Christopher needed some Phoebe love and was trying to get her to oblige him when she turned to him, entirely without guise, and said, "Pop queezing my shurtle!"

For those not in the know it translates, "Stop squeezing my shoulder." It not only succeeded in ending the offensive attentions of her beloved father, but caused us to both erupt in a flood of laughter as she stood neatly facing us. 

Once again her demands were entirely met.

Evangeline Hope

Evangeline.

Her name comes from the Greek word euangélion and means good news. Literally it is the good news - the gospel of Jesus Christ. But her name has a sweetness beyond its connection with our Savior. It reminds us that something beyond the harrowing ups and downs of these momentary circumstances waits for us. And it encourages us that even when times are dark, there is encouragement. There is hope.

How apropos that her middle name should then be Hope. Yes, we chose a name for our sixth daughter that would always conjure the blessing of that silver lining to the dark storm clouds. We had her name picked before we met her. However, upon seeing her it is obvious that God knew her name as well because she is absolute perfection bundled into the sweetest 7 pound package you can image. 

Breathing her in draws you to a wonderful place that speaks of peace.


I love her.

Evangeline Hope

July 6, 2012