"Oh, that's a nice drawing," I told the little boy in my first-grade class. "Are you done?" "Just a minute," he said, "It's for my mom, I just need to write her name on it." Then he carefully scrawled, in his best six-year old writing, the letters "M-O-M." My mind went back to an earlier conversation I had with my own daughter, who is his age. "Look Mama! I made this picture of you. It even has your name on it. See? It says 'Mama!' And I wrote 'I love you' a bunch of times because I love you a LOT!!" That's when it dawned on me. To her, my name is Mama. The more I thought about it, the deeper I felt this statement. There's no other role I play that changes my entire name. I don't go by wife, or cousin, or teacher, though I am all of those things. I retain my identity, who I've been my whole life. But being a mom is different. It's not just a part of my life - it changes all ...
I love her blonde curls!! It is so worth letting your child get dirty every once in a while!
ReplyDeleteAh, yours too is an artist! So cute! Always love the mess that comes with creativity! So worth it! :)
ReplyDeleteI too have a phobia about messes, however I want my kids to be creative which sometimes means a mess. Love the gloves.
ReplyDeletePriceless memories! I wish I could have been there to paint with her. She makes it look so fun. Painting was one of my favorite things to do as a child when my mom would ignore the mess and let me get creative. And I love the photo slideshow of the girls in their hats. Happy Wordless Wednesday! Candace
ReplyDeleteHappy wordless Wednesday!
ReplyDeleteWhat fabulous photos. I totally agree let those kids get out there and be creative, because if we don't encourage them who will. I also love that curly hair.
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