so, parenting styles aside...today the Lord used a parenting moment to speak to me:

Let me set this one up...

Georgia weather is finally cooling down enough for our wardrobes to change for at least part of the day.  The mornings are cool and a great time to play outside.  One problem...the cooler weather recquires socks.  Chloe, being ALL three, and a bit spirited, (like her Mom) HATES socks.  Well, not socks exactly, more like the rib of stitching that goes along the top of your toes.  It drives her CRAZY!  (Side note..if you are reading this and you know of a manufacturer that makes socks without seams...contact me ASAP) 

So, being the fun mom that I am, this morning we were getting dressed to go outside and play...SOCKS AND ALL.  Things are going smoothly until...DUN, DUN, DUN...

THE SOCKS!

Complete meltdown...no words...just screams, shrieks and tears...

I know exactly what she wants, I just need her to stop freaking out and "use her words."  In fact, I even told her that.  "Mommy will be happy to help you as soon as you tell her what you want."

More tears, more shrieks...Mommy takes her own time-out...

As I walk away...that still, small voice I have come to recognize as the Lord says:

"This is how it is with you too.  So many times I know exactly what you want.  You throw your own fit...kicking, screaming, CRYING...wanting me to fix something...to DO something.  All that fitting, when all you need to do is ask me.  Tell me exactly what you want.  I am happy to help you.  You have not because you ask not."