In my dreams, my girlies turn out something like the crazy adorable student Ruby Barber spotted over on the Selby...
Lately I find myself constatly thinking about what the girls will be like as teenagers.
Maybe it's because I'm starting to see glimpses that Audrey is growing up...our conversations are slightly more serious, her questions increasingly mature, her demeanour a smidge more, well...refined. As much as I morn their babyhood, I love watching these changes, seeing what the next phase will bring.
I do find it hard though, as all this is happening, not to project onto the girls too much of what I want them to be like, (or maybe more specifically what I want them to like.) This sort of smacked me in the face when Audrey and I were watching the women's figure skating together during the Olympics, and I was (quite emphatically) expressing my disdain for a particular skater's costume. Audrey just sat there stone still, perfectly silent (which is rather unusual for her), when it dawned on me that she liked the costume but was afraid to say anything since I clearly abhorred it.
Lately I find myself constatly thinking about what the girls will be like as teenagers.
Maybe it's because I'm starting to see glimpses that Audrey is growing up...our conversations are slightly more serious, her questions increasingly mature, her demeanour a smidge more, well...refined. As much as I morn their babyhood, I love watching these changes, seeing what the next phase will bring.
I do find it hard though, as all this is happening, not to project onto the girls too much of what I want them to be like, (or maybe more specifically what I want them to like.) This sort of smacked me in the face when Audrey and I were watching the women's figure skating together during the Olympics, and I was (quite emphatically) expressing my disdain for a particular skater's costume. Audrey just sat there stone still, perfectly silent (which is rather unusual for her), when it dawned on me that she liked the costume but was afraid to say anything since I clearly abhorred it.
all images via the selbyI realized this was a make or break moment...this was my chance to make her feel heard even though I knew we wouldn't agree. This would be the beginning of every (successful) future teenage conversation we would ever have.
So we chatted about why she liked it (and exactly why I didn't), and I assured her that her opinion was valid even though it was different than mine. I then I silently vowed that I would (try) to let her be her own person.
Even if it means she might end up wearing a tacky red lace skating outfit....
So we chatted about why she liked it (and exactly why I didn't), and I assured her that her opinion was valid even though it was different than mine. I then I silently vowed that I would (try) to let her be her own person.
Even if it means she might end up wearing a tacky red lace skating outfit....
