Anna was telling me how happy she is that she’s learning some new math skills. Getting better but not fully there. “Yet.” I praised her positive attitude, saying, “I LOVE that word! Yet.That’s a great word!”
Hope, future rewards, victory to come, goals to be attained step by step. “Yet.” Nice.

This afternoon we had to go into B’ham because of a problem with Anna’s eyeglasses. Of course, driving into B’ham means going over the big mountain. As we were driving up, up, up Anna says, “Sometimes when we’re going up Oak Mountain and we’re so close to the edge, I feel like we’re going to fall off.” She was referring to OM State Park and the narrow road up to Peavine Falls. It climbs the mountain all the way to the top.

Fear. Nasty word. I won’t allow my precious babies to fear. But I don’t want to overreact. (Another wonderful word – balance.) So I lightheartedly said, “Well we never have, right?”

I hear, “No.”

Then I hear, “Yet.” ( Yes, the dramatic pause was included. Thank you, Raven.)

Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!!!! Of course that pushed my buttons inside, but I still don’t want to overreact. So I laughingly reply, “Ugh! Now I don’t like that word anymore! We’re throwing it away!”

From the seat behind me I hear a little voice snicker and sing, “Not YET.”