twenty years ago hans and i were anticipating the arrival of our
fourth baby. since we knew it was a girl, we were throwing
around names and fell in love with 'sunday lane', after my cousin
lane. little did we know that the lovely name would so perfectly
suit our precious daughter!
she was born with such a thick head of hair that the nurses fought
over her. school teachers, piano teachers, sunday school teachers,
and basketball coaches have been slugging it out ever since.
the angelic blue eyes, long blonde hair, and sweet nature were
always at odds with her eagerness to keep up with her two big
brothers, who were basketball fanatics.
when she was four, hans took her with him to the barbershop. the
men were so enchanted, that they interrupted their discussion about
college basketball to pat her on the head and ask if her daddy ever
took her to the games and who she wanted to win.
"well, if 'big country' can keep up his inside game and corey hit his
three's, OSU should win... but somebody needs to be able to drive the
yep, that's my girl!
"don't let anyone look down on you because you are young..."
(or blonde.) I timothy 4:12