“A squirrel, a squirrel! Dere!” she pointed. She followed it with her eyes, traced it with her fingers on the window. She squealed. She demanded that I look.
There was a time not so long ago… or was it? Time is twisty and spiraling when you’re a parent, never a straight line.
There was a time when I looked at her and wondered, “When will you be your own person? When will you have your own thoughts?”
And one day I realized that day had already come, settling quietly like a butterfly on a branch. I never noticed it until I looked for it.
There she was, a little person with thoughts and opinions, likes and dislikes, loves and must haves… like Lambie, and yes, the pacifier, which I love too much still for it’s promised pacifying abilities to hate.
“Shoes! Pwetty PINK shoes!” she shrieked.
I swear, I did not push this on her. The girl was born this way, loving pink and… shoes. I think she has more than I do.
She was also born very… bossy… no, I mean determined. Yes, let’s call her determined. This? I may have gifted to her.
She will do. it. her. self.
But don’t let her girly side fool you. She is growing up with a rough and tumble big brother. She is loud like the rest of us. She’ll make her way.
She’s not afraid to laugh in the face of trouble, or to jump right into life.
She is fearless, funny, and strong. She makes her presence known by both sweet smiles that will charm the candy out of anyone’s hand, and defiant commands that let you know…
She’s a force.
Special thanks to Finish Line for sponsoring this post and sending Leyna her new “pwetty pink shoes!” which are Saucony Crossfires, and are available for purchase at FinishLine.com, in case you need some for your little force, too.