
I just love watching children play. Recently, a friend had a Fisher Price Little People doll house delivered to me at MBHOH. This dollhouse has been a constant companion and entertainment to Jaelynn ever since. One morning I began watching as she carefully set up her little home. As she was making her little people talk, I realized that her nannies were using this tool to teach her about life in a real home…WOW!
Jaelynn knew who the grandma and grandpa were, where the dog belonged, and how the kitchen was supposed to be set up. Although she has never heard anyone knock on the front door of a home, she was having her little person knock with the grandma answering as she asked, “Who is it?” Jaelynn had the little “mama” cooking in the kitchen and had “baba” leaving for work. This little girl, never exposed to a family in action, was putting into play the things she had picked up from the world around her.
Shortly after she began playing, Jaelynn looked up at me, held out her hand with the baby and stated, “Look, she is just like me. She has a tumor just like mine.” For any of you who have had the opportunity to play with Fisher-Price Little People, you may recall they are designed with round bases that fit into their furniture and accessories. The baby Jaelynn had fit into one of these bases had a basket full of accessories. One of these accessories was a ball on a blanket next to the baby, but to Jaelynn’s mind, that was a tumor that looked just like the one on her back. The baby was “just like her.”
As Jaelynn looked around the room, she told me that there wasn’t a baby just like one of her “sisters” in her room who had a tube in her nose. When she asked “Why not?” I simply smiled and said, “I don’t know why.” The nannies giggled. Later I noticed that one of the dolls now had a line marked in ink from her nose – I think the nannies were fixing the problem.
I thought about this the whole rest of the day. While we so often necessarily get caught up in taking care of the medical needs of these little ones, we don’t want to miss the moments that are just like every other child…the “why” moments. To the little ones under my care, it does not matter how well I care for their medical needs, how well I can give injections, start IV’s, put in a tube, or calculate the medications they need- all they care about is who gets into my arms first, who gets kisses, who has a story read, or a doll played with, who gets to fall asleep as I rock and sing to them, and how I answer their “Why’s?” In short, they want to be loved and to know that they are uniquely special. They are “just like me” — made in the image of God. I want to have the faith of a child that simply trusts my Father. Though my language skills may fail at times in being able to answer the “Why,” it will never fall short in sharing with them the “Who” that loves them and made them uniquely special!


Typically the days leading up to an anniversary of something tragic brings forth some anxiety due mainly to the anticipation of emotion that is evoked when you “remember the day.” For the Chapmans and the Show Hope family, we find ourselves in an emotional state beyond what any of us could have anticipated because of yet another tragedy. Donna Daniel, Show Hope’s newest board member, and her husband Dan, tragically lost their 17 year old son Michael on Wednesday evening due to a skateboarding accident. Our heart goes out to Dan and Donna and the rest of their family. No words that we have can console what you are experiencing.























