A girl after my own shell

This blog was supposed to be about homeschooling and working full time. But as I barely have time to do those two things, I definitely don't have time to blog about it. What I do have are lots of thoughts running through my head late at night while I should be sleeping. So for now, this is just a place to collect those.

This afternoon, I was sitting at the park, watching the girls play, and I found myself thinking about how much Sammie is like me. She doesn't particularly like being alone, yet she absolutely can't stand being in a crowd. She's very friendly, but takes her time making friends, and once she does, she holds onto them tightly. She longs to "go" and "do," yet she wants to be with her family more than anywhere in the world. She's most definitely intelligent, but will shut down if she's told to learn (I always read my book report books and wrote my college papers the night before they were due). Though she's loud and outspoken at home, she's typically quiet in a group setting. And tonight, when she'd disappeared from the living room after most of the family had dozed off, I found her organizing the filing drawers, just because.
And yet...

She has David's sense of adventure.
Her favorite thing at the park is the monkey bars, and she zooms across them. I was always afraid to let go. She climbs to the top of multiple story waterfalls without assistance from anyone. I always stayed at the bottom, too unsure of my footing. She learns with her hands and often gets in trouble for touching everything. I would rather sit back and read a book.

It's amazing how God blends children; making a mixture of their parents' genes that not only secures their physical features but also determines the beginnings of their personalities. He knew exactly the right amounts of each of us to pour into the mold to make Sammie perfectly herself. I can't wait to see the end result!