About Ruth

Tonight I had Ruth do the dishes and clean the kitchen with me. I just enjoyed her so much. When she sang along so seriously and conscientiously with the music, I just thought how much I love being a mom. I wouldn't give up that moment for any job and all of the prestige in the world. I do not understand why, but just being with Ruth and seeing how she has grown and matured makes me so happy.

Yesterday, Ruth stayed home from school with a stomach ache, and although she was allowed to watch as many movies as she wanted to. She only watched about 2 hours worth. Most of the day she read her book, drew pictures, and worked on a story. Ruth is so very good. I got an email from her teacher today that said she is great to have in class and that he (her teacher) is glad to have gotten her. Ruth helps so much at home. She always does chores without being told to do them. Ruth seems to have a good sense of what needs to be done, and she will often just do it.

I found the story that Ruth started writing yesterday. It is so cute and creative. I am going to write it down just to preserve it.

"Narm! Come on!", I said. "OK OK I'm coming Shona!" Narm said. My best friend Narm and I were going to see the war saramony. When we started heading there we heard two booms. That's the last I remember. When I awoke there was a bandage around my arm and one around Narm's leg and two darts next to us. "Narm," I said, but, he was still uncontius. I noticed someone changed our clothes to army clothes. weapons were placed next to us. Next thing I know I am in a military camp that smells like sweat aand looks like a barn. I looked around Narm was no where to be found. "Alright this is the Farshama Military camp I am your comanding officer Cornal Ordish.", the man said, "This is the way people become solders. You will fight with your partners I'll assign your partners soon.

I left in all of the spelling and grammar errors. I think that Rut is quite imaginative. I have no idea where she came up with the story idea. I can not think of any movies, books, or cartoons, that would prompt the topic. Anyway, she titled it: Love in the Middle of War. I sure am blessed to have such an amazing little child (If Ruth read this, she would remind me that she is not little.)