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We have assigned each of our kids a color and we color code things as much as possible. The children have embraced their colors and excitedly point them out when we drive down the road.  “Look, it’s Ila’s color, orange, house!”

Isaac = green, Charlotte = pink, Nicole = purple, Ila = orange*, Thomas = blue

The kids were inspired by a sharing time activity to make prayer rocks for family home evening.  They each picked out rocks and decorated them.  I spray painted some of the rocks for them. 

Ila ended up with a very large orange rock.  It’s so heavy that she has trouble picking it up or carrying it, but she insisted on brining it everywhere with her.  Only it was so big and heavy that she kept dropping it.  My solution was to spray paint a few smaller rocks orange and have her big rock stay in her bed.  I’ve found her cuddled up to her big orange rock on several occasions when I’ve peaked in after bedtime.  One time when I was putting away laundry,  she turned in her sleep and bumped her head on her rock.

Today, like most days, she carried two small painted rocks everywhere with her.  She took them to the bus stop, in the store, and into the school when we dropped off and picked up Nicole.  For some reason, she adds an extra ending and calls them her “rockets.”  So several times today as we were out she said: “Oh, No!  My orange rocket!” which meant that she had forgotten to bring one or both of her rocks with her.*Ila’s color is orange because she was born in Knoxville, Tennessee (home of the Vols) and if you’re ever in Knoxville on game day you’ll see “a sea of orange.”