She’s just so small.
Her hands still have their toddler pudge.
She says “grateful” when she means “great” but I think the two belong together so I never correct her.
She is quick to share, first to offer encouragement, she’s her brothers’ biggest fan.
She tries to do cartwheels and only gets partially upside-down, as if she’s mostly flinging her legs sideways over a puddle, but when she stands afterwards, she glows with pride.
She comes out of her room wearing her pink stripped slippers and filmy robe with the elastic that’s too tight around her forearms where the sleeves land since she’s outgrowing it but can’t let it go.
Can’t let it go.
How can I let her go, even for those few hours every.single.day. ?
She’s my sidekick.
She’s too small to be so big.
But she’s ready. I know this. I’ve seen her. But letting her go feels like feeding her to the bears,
bears of cliques,
bears of rejection,
bears of politics in friendships,
and there are far worse bears in those woods that I don’t dare speak aloud.
I don’t send her alone, and I know this. Jesus walks alongside her. She knows this too.
But when that bus pulls away from our house on her first day of school, you’d better believe I’ll peal out of our driveway in the minivan, close on her heels, waving to her like a fool.
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My baby girl starts kindergarten this fall.
It’s crazy, loco, kookoo, , nuts-o, cray-cray.
She is totally ready and excited about it. She’s going to be in the new elementary building, which is a big deal around here.
She will have two big brothers to look out for her when she rides the bus…
or will she?
My husband and I have always told the kids we’re a team, that each person in our family is important, and that we need to look out for each other.
Will any of that come into play when they’re out on their own?
Will they create a bond, independent of us?
Will her big brothers include her, and not begrudgingly?
I want her to have a sense of belonging, of being a valued part of something important.
I want her to be comfortable in herself.
I know this is a big year for her, and I want her to have the security of belonging, but without compromising or changing herself to make it happen.
And it is even more important to me that she feels that she belongs in our family. We should be that safe place, that welcoming, warm, guard-down kind of place where she can be grumpy, scared, sad or goofy without fear of mocking or rejection.
Our home is supposed to be an accepting place for others — we’ve talked about how to be a good host.
My hope is that we’ve translated that into being accepting of our own family as well.
???? What kind of atmosphere are you cultivating in your home? What made you feel like you belonged when you were a child? ????
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