“Mine?” she asks, a sparkle in her eye.
“No, Bee, you can’t have my keys,” I mumble sleepily, ready to head out the door for our morning errands.
“Mine,” she says, now smiling. The statement is no longer a question – it’s a warning. A courtesy, letting you know where she stands, giving you insight into her every intention to take what she’d like.
It’s no secret that parenting children carries a slew of life lessons, but not in the way we’d expect. Sure, we’re gathering knowledge and wisdom with each passing day, but the source of that information can surprisingly come from the last place we’d anticipated: our children. So In the spirit of life lessons, I’ll be spending some time over the next few months cataloging everything I’m learning. From patience to kindness to how to get avocado stains out of rompers, here’s what Bee has been teaching me lately…
A girlfriend and I were chatting a few weeks ago about the importance of travel – how it changes your perspective and challenges your comfort levels and broadens your horizons. (Fresh from a life-changing trip to Ethiopia, I couldn’t agree more.) There’s just something truly transformative about being plucked from the familiar and placed into a new setting entirely — ready to tackle adventure and exploration. But here’s the thing:
I woke Bee up this morning, just a short few weeks after her first birthday. And as she held up her hands from the depths of her crib, repeating Baba (her word for Mama), she suddenly seemed older – more worldly and wise. And I realized just how beautiful this stage of growth and transition and blooming can be.