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Will you indulge me a moment - just a moment - to brag about my boy?

(did you say yes? I think you said yes . . . )

I took Malachai to the orthodontist last week;  before we left home he slipped his English copy of Pippi Longstocking into my bag;  he likes to read during the down times in the dentist chair.  When he went in to see his dentist, he took his book with him;  he was in there for a bit and then, from the waiting room, I could hear him chuckling; he said to his dentist (in Spanish, of course)
"ha!  you have got to hear this!"
she stopped polishing his new retainer and said "awesome; let's hear it!"  (she's good that way)
So Malachai went on to translate a paragraph of Pippi's clever antics.
Boom.  just like that!  it was smooth and seamless and accurate;
and it made me glow a little.  I spent the next half hour in the waiting room with a goofy, dreamy smile on my face.

I'm proud of my boy;
but mostly, I'm really thankful.  I'm thankful for the opportunity my kids have to be exposed to another language;  I wonder what ways their future will be shaped by this skill set.  I wonder if it will open up unique job opportunities, or if they will be more likely to live in a non-english speaking country . . .

And I pray. I pray for the way that speaking another language will shape their relationships.  I pray that speaking another language will give them unique opportunities to defend those who are being treated unjustly.  I pray that it will allow them to sing and laugh and share life deeply with people who come from other countries.  I pray that they will be more free to speak about the beauty of Jesus no matter where they end up.

p.s.  Pippi Longstocking is probably not my favorite - but my kiddos sure do love it.  what are you all reading this summer?