But not make her bed or clean up her closet or scrub the endless amounts of slime off the walls-floors-sinks-counters-clothes-stools-table-you-get-the-picture!!
My lovely littlest adores all things creative and crazy, girly and silly, but not the fall out when the whirling wind settles. She would forever put off responsibility in favor of fun.
And I absolutely love it. I love her spirit and sparkling smiles, and let’s be honest…….I kind of hate it too.
I love that she is so free and I hate that I have to be the one to reign her in.
And the endless messes, and the fibs and promises that she cleaned it up only to find out later that the mess seems to have breed-ed and is taking over her room, spilling into the hallway.
And that I have to be there to help dig out, every time, cause YOU KNOW SHE AIN’T DOING IT HERSELF!
Such is life and growing up you say? We all have to learn some time, eventually she’ll get it, most of the time they grow out of it with patience and guidance (hahahaha, after the 50 millionth time patience and guidance turn into raving lunatic mama) it won’t last forever and you will miss it when she’s grown…..
I will miss her.
All the tender moments and sleepy snuggles. Night time talks and singing in the car, those things for sure but the endless destruction and disaster? I’ll reserve comment for now.
She is my fourth, My oldest is out on his own in the big wide world learning to adult. It is HARD to watch your babies grow and find their own ways. To see them nearly drown as they learn the swimming lessons you desperately tried to teach them over and over again.
I would, if I could, make them all babies again. Toddlers or small children even. All those moments swallowed by time, all the innocent eyes and love. And the complete surety that mommy was the prettiest, and the best singer and no one could ever replace me.
Those were the days right? The days that seemed endless and sometimes soul crushing…
The days we prayed would pass quickly so that we could have a moment to ourselves. I feel like maybe, I missed an important thing when my (Now older, semi adult and teenage daughter) babies were little and now, in hind sight, I can see it.
Yes, as parents we NEED to guide our kids and to (hopefully) teach them what they need to be good people, good stewards of this greenish ball we live on. But, we also need to savor the crazy-sticky-messy moments, not just the sweetness and light moments.
If you’re wondering, little miss shining star spent her Saturday grounded. She cleaned her room, all the way this time, and is up in my room playing around with the puppers. Not at all tarnished from the discipline handed down by an exasperated Mama.
She will learn, and I will continue to learn to enjoy the ride 😉