It was just an ugly plastic Barbie. Cheaply made with a lolling head and garish clothes that were already falling apart, the Barbie princess package cost a whopping $12, including a separate tiara, necklace, wand, shoes, earrings, doll furniture, and five packages of candy.
As Talia held the Barbie out for her Grandma Susie, I knew that the doll was practically worthless in the eyes of the world. So why were my eyes wet?
"Happy Birthday, Grandma! You need a present. You can take this."
In that moment of sweet generosity, I understood Isaiah's words: a little child shall lead them.
You see, this doll was special. After many long months of trying, Talia successfully stopped sucking her thumb at the beginning of March, thanks to some unbelievably bitter Mavala fingernail polish. (This also put an end to the companion habit of putting the other hand down her shirt--hooray!) Anyway, as a reward Talia got to choose a very special toy. Even though the princess basket was obviously lacking in quality, she loved the Barbie so much that we were happy to indulge.
But, I guess she must love Grandma even more. Out of all the many toys she could have chosen, she selected her special Barbie to give.
Talia Lily, thank you so much for your generous spirit. And Grandma Susie, Happy Birthday!
P.S. The girls painted my pens with the nasty nail polish this evening. I guess they've figured out they're not the only ones with bad habits to break!