Free Child

Not not free for the taking. Free to be who they are and not who I want them to be. These are old iPhone pictures. I like looking through and seeing how the kids are coming into their own. How they are just so happy and usually confidant in who they are and what they do. 

Dear Child,

Be free! Stay free! You are perfect being you and not someone else. Do you know what a joy it is being your mom? Oh, I know you think I don't think I like anything you do, it's just your age. I do think you are talented, and not just how you can tear up a clean living room and build a fort with my vintage tablecloths. 

Do you know you are smart? No, I don't mean a smart ass...well, that as well. You don't know how smart you are just yet, one day you will see. You teach me things I would have never knows. I didn't know the creator of Pokemom was on the spectrum, I never knew that! I never knew that Bronies were a real thing. I didn't know that you could use a sharp pencil to create texture on clay. I didn't know that you could laugh and poop on your dads leg at the same time.

Keep teaching me! Keep telling me all the things I don't want to hear, and then remind me....I blogged that it was okay.

Did you know that when you question things, inside it makes me proud! Want to know why? Because, I know you will question things that just don't sit right with you. You won't just say, "Okay." and go right along with it. Say that, don't ask why a full trash can needs to go out or why I stayed in my pajamas all day. 

Why are you already trying to crawl, why are you getting so tall? I know, you're a free to grow and explore. It's hard to see you do things before I am ready. Wait, I know I am not here to hold you back. I am not here to say you can't do something to make your life better and fulfilled.

I gave you wings to fly, not to clip so you won't leave the coop.

Love,

Your Momma