Tuesday, June 25, 2013

As You Turn 10, Some Things Big Girls Should Know

1. Always be kind.  Everyone has heaviness on their heart, a problem with which they struggle, a reason to feel different.  Let experience guide you how to treat others.  The Golden Rule is called that for a reason.
2. Take pride in your appearance.  You are a darling, and I love to see your blossoming style.  I have found that if you look good, you feel good.  It’s a wonderful trick – one that works on others as well as yourself.  Can you believe people actually think I have it all together?!  I know, right?!  Shh, that’ll be our little secret.
3. Don’t strive for perfection.  It is unattainable and the pursuit of it will make you miserable.  Do strive for your best.  You don’t even know yet what that is, but I do.  Surprise yourself…it’ll be worth it.
4. Beauty is more than skin deep.  It’s what’s in your heart that matters.  Don’t let society make you think you’re not beautiful.  You are.  And if you stay as sweet and kind and compassionate as you are today, you will always be a knockout.
5. Your brothers DO love you.  I promise.  But they are boys and boys are wired differently.  They will not hug you.  They will not tell you how pretty you look.  They will tease you mercilessly.  They will give you noogies and wave stinky socks in your face.  This is the way they are and no woman really knows why.  Just know they do.  Trust me.
6. Make lists.  Lists of what you need to do.  Lists of what you want to do.  List for what you want to achieve.  Lists of what you dream of.  Lists of what you dream to be.  Lists of what you hate.  Lists of your favorite things.  Lists of the places you’ve been.  Write it all down.  It will keep you organized, provide focus and nothing feels better than checking things off your list.  Both in the long term and in the short term.
7. Don’t be afraid to try.  That is, unless it’s illegal, dangerous, hurtful to someone else, or all of the above.
8. Watch your tone of voice.  It’s not what you say, it’s how you say it.
9. Use your good manners.  Not just with other people, but at home too.  Good manners can take you places, trust me.  Moms looooovvvvvveee kids with good manners.  They make a positive impression.
10. Don’t be afraid to put yourself out there.  You’re shy, I know.  It’s hard to make a new friend, but oh, it feels so good!  You may get knocked down once or twice.  That’s OK.  Chances are, they’re not good for you anyway.  Be a good friend, and you’ll be lucky to find a good friend.

I can't believe you're 10.  

You are a gift.  I treasure every day with you.  And I couldn't love you more.

Friday, June 14, 2013

Moving On

It is almost over.  The last week of school.  Can I get a hallelujah?!

Between parties and field trips and picnic lunches and SOLs and contributions to this and to that and short days and school performances and deadlines at work and rearranging schedules and business trips and back to back (and sometimes simultaneous) practices and the influx of school supplies being sent home…my cup (and my trash can) runneth over.

But so does my heart.

Because, for Will, what's also over is his elementary school career.

My baby!  All grown up.  Where did the little baby I put on the bus for the first time so long ago go?

First day of school.

You know, the little baby with rosebud lips, hair that stuck straight up, and big blue eyes?  The kid that drooled incessantly and kicked the bed to fall asleep?  The kid that was on the move as soon as he developed limbs?  I look at him and I can’t see that baby, but I can see pieces of that baby…the mouth, the auburn hair, the big blue eyes, although he’s grown into them now.  He doesn’t drool anymore, thankfully.  He was a good, easy and easy-going baby…that hasn’t changed either.  He is as chill and even-keeled as ever.

He is as active as ever.  In fact, I don't have any shots of him where he's not moving.

I’m proud of the kid he is, nervous about the teen he’ll be, excited to see the man he’ll become.

Mostly, I am grateful beyond words for the blessing in our lives named Will.