Monday, December 15, 2025

day no. 17,220: ophelia is four

Ophelia is FOUR! She is O-four-lia. Nope. Nevermind. Sorry.

Oey, you are so much fun. You are full of energy, attitude, and personality. You like to tell jokes and you love being funny. The other day you were at the table singing, "The stu word, the stu word!" You are at that fun age where you say silly things, most of the time unintentionally, but every once in a while on purpose. Another time I overhead you singing, "I like marshmallows. They are good for my teeth." 

You like to say, "I'm scared" before bed so that I will respond by saying, "I will keep you safe" You like to say. "bum bum" at the end of singing Amazing Grace and you do not like it when anyone else joins in to say, "bum bum."

You like doing things for yourself except for when you don't and then you demand that other people do them for you. Typical threenager stuff, nothing new under the sun.

You like to talk about Dreesuz. You've heard enough churchianity and Christianese in your young life to say some really profound things... when you're not accidentally promoting outright heresy. You like to pray and you like to talk about God. You are a little Christian lady. You are the first Van Voorst to be raised entirely within the world of Presbyterianism. This is the air you breathe. You will never know a time where we didn't sing psalms.

You love your sisters and like playing with them, until you don't. And then you like playing by yourself in the back room, especially if trains are involved. If you have your trains, you can easily be on your own in there for hours without needing anything. You also disappear to play with Knox and Eulalie at times. You love your siblings.

You like building things with Duplos and just like trains, you can get lost in them and spend a morning making and playing in a world made out of colored blocks. 

You like Ninjago, especially Cole. He's the rock ninja.

You like being outside, especially without shoes. Speaking of shoes, where are your shoes? Why am I asking you? You don't know. :)

If you say, "Pwease" like three times, you expect to get what you asked for. 

You like to play games. In fact, sometimes, you just start playing them and expect other people to realize that they are now part of whatever game you are playing. Sometimes we discover we've been playing a game with you and we didn't even know it.

You know how to stay dry in your diaper, you just don't care enough to consistently stay dry in it. Sometimes you do, sometimes you do do.

You have a lot of chutzpah to harness and by the grace of God, when it is someday, you're going to wreak havoc on the heathen. You were born to be a handful. May your enemies' hands always be incapable of handling you and may their minds never know what to do with you.

All things considered, you are a delight, Oey. You are cute, smart, funny, and fiesty. I love being your dad and I'm glad I get to spend my days getting to know you.

So, here's to Oey!

Happy Birthday!

Love,
Dad

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