"Mommy, are these Uncle Caleb's jeans?" Having no idea what Macaiden was talking about, I replied "no, what are you talking about?" Macaiden then went on explaining his reasoning. He had thought that the jeans that were laid out for him to wear this morning were his Uncle Caleb's when he was a little boy. Macaiden went on to say that he thought he looked a lot like Uncle Caleb today because he thought the jeans he was wearing looked like his uncle's.
Both of my kids LOVE their aunt and uncle. They are both really beginning to take in what they say and what we say or even look like as parents. I got very comfortable today after church. I had put on a tank top with some leggings and Maddie looked at me and asked, "why are you dressed like a teenager?" (secretly loving that comment)
I could not help but think about a game that many adults play...Scrabble! As we get older Scrabble is as a social game, a competetive game, a mind enhancing game, or just a game to pass the time. As a kid it is all of that, however, it is a game to where a child learns how to spell! Why do we take a spelling game and turn it into a competition? Why do we associate a pair of jeans to an icon's wardrobe?
My kids had their very first Root Beer float tonight! Let's just say they LOVED it! I love that taste. I love the taste and the reminder of a Root Beer float. I thought it was the coolest thing ever when I was a kid. Why don't I anymore?
As a kid... I remember wanting to grow up. I remember wanting to be "cool," wanting to wear what certain people were wearing. I even tried talking like people were talking....that never worked out so good for me...when I (Chelsea) said ****, the crowd gasped and looked at me like, "did the preacher's kid really say that?"
The point is, the point I want to make to my kids is that they, YOU, are beautiful just the way we are. Even though Macaiden wants to look like his uncle, even though Scrabble has changed over time because of our competiveness, even though our taste buds change... time flies by like I have been saying...please remember that they are beautiful just they way they are. Maybe I should go back to remember when a Root Beer float was the best taste. I loved them, they made me happy, and now they remind me of my childhood.
Someone once told me to raise the kids that God gave me... not the kids that I wish God had given me. That is so true. They are beautiful just the way they are. I am having to realize that as they grow and want to be like certain people, I need to remind them (or maybe show them the half time show of this night's super bowl) that their choice in games, their certain tastes, their clothing choice, or even their word choice is who they are or but yet... how people will remember them. What will their choices be? How do they want to be remembered?
My repurpose for today: Maybe I should remind myself that I am beautiful just the way I am...maybe this was a wake up call to myself.
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