It makes sense, I suppose. Her father and I are both determined in our own ways - me irrationally stubborn, him doggedly persistent. My mom says that Ellie has me beat though, and I have to agree. I am quick to quit when I don't think I'll suceed at something, afraid to fail.
Not my Ellie girl. If she falls down, she doesn't even flinch, just pushes herself back up and goes at it again.
I know I should fear this determination, know it will make parenting her difficult at points, but mostly I am proud of her.
It fills me with awe to watch her, this baby that God made, the persistence that He built into her little soul. He put it there for a reason, I know, and I pray for wisdom to shape it and a life long enough to see Him use it for good.