Why Can’t Little Girls Dream?

When I was little, I dreamt of having my very own prince charming. I thought of how wonderful it would be to have someone fight evil for me, and bring me back to life with a KISS if ever I were in peril!!! I thought a fairytale wedding and a handsome man who cared for me would be amazing. And before you say it, none of this is due to Daddy issues… My Dad was absolutely amazing.

I was raised to be a strong woman who could do for herself, but who could also be with another human and work through life, together. A woman who could support a man in what he does, and also tell him hush when it’s necessary. (Love you, Husband.) I pray this is what we are able to teach to our daughter.

I quit college and ran off to marry a man I had only met IN PERSON…5/7 times, I think it was…when I was 20. Everyone thought I had lost my mind. However, After moving across the country, I went back to school, and am currently a (non-working) LPN.

Now, if someone had told me I couldn’t dream, changed my dreams, or had instructed me on what THEY thought proper womanhood was, I may not be where I am, today. I completed school. I have been married to Prince Charming for 16 years. We have three amazing children whom I have chosen to stay at home with. I’m not sure if you noticed, but the three children were nowhere in the childhood dreams. I had NO desire for children. Not adopted ones. Not birthed ones. NONE. They were terribly annoying, even when I was one. But…things change.

In a world full of chaos, why not let little girls dream?

Our daughter, Evelyn, plays ALL day. She has 1200 horses and all the things to go with. She’s gotten horses for her birthday and Christmas for the last three years. She LOVES them. She sets them up, and she plays out any scenario she can think of. She also likes to have “skateboard lessons” for her stuffed animals with her brother. She likes to race both of her brothers on foot and on her bike/scooter. She likes to read princess books, and Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Not too long ago, she went through a phase when she was spying the kissy pages on her princess books…. All at once. Laid out on her bed.

On the other hand, per her, SHE will NOT be kissing boys, and she wants to adopt ALL the babies who don’t have homes. What an amazing little girl.

In our home, we try to support any type of imaginary play the kids can come up with. It’s where learning, dreams, and genius begin! I had someone ask me the other day “what do your kids do then?” when I told them that we did not have cable.

They play??

This big old world is FULL of not so amazing things. Our children will have to deal with a lot of unhappiness and tragedy before their lives are over. Why not let them dream amazing dreams, whatever they may be, while they can! All I pray for is that they will be happy and successful in ways that make God happy. And not successful as in millionaires, but successful as in that they are able to complete whatever goals they set out before themselves.

I hope that they have families to love and laugh with for years long after their father and I are gone. And, for Evelyn, if that includes marrying a guy she just met (cue handsome Prince…on a horse…it’s all making sense, now…the horse will suck her in…) who she believes can give her the world, so be it. There is no reason that little girls cannot dream big, fairy tale dreams. Now, as I said, She isn’t kissing boys, and plans to adopt all the babies. BUT, it could change, and who am I to tell her what her dreams are?

Maybe we should worry a little less about the harmless, childhood dreams our children are having, and just be thankful that they are dreaming. Our job is to teach our children to be safe and smart and good humans, but there will come a time when all we have left to do for them is pray. Pray for their safety. Pray that we did a good job raising them. Pray that they are smart, healthy, and happy. I know it completely freaked my dad out when I ran off and got married. He had only met my husband ONCE. We moved from West Virginia to California six months later. I am sure he prayed a LOT.

In the age of technology, I thank God my children dream happy and fun dreams. And in a world where SO many people want to tell little girls who and what they should be, I am especially thankful that Evelyn dreams.

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What I Will Not Blog About

I will not blog about my two-year-old flipping out of the cart at Wal MArt today, AND cutting his head open.

Today’s lesson will not be:

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: Even though you know your child can understand you, it doesn’t mean he will ALWAYS listen.  He gets the bag when you ask; he puts things in the trash when you ask; he even puts his dishes on the counter for you.  None of this means that when he sees a delicious snack in the middle of an aisle, he will not launch out and over the side of the cart.  Yes, you have told him to be careful because he doesn’t want to fall and get hurt.  THIS is the one time he hears, probably even understands, but OH!  It is SOOOO worth it!!

Tie Him In!***

Have a GREAT Sunday all!!

(Yes, he is fine.  😉

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The Orange Folder

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Today, I asked my son if he missed going to school.  He mumbled and grumbled for a minute, and then he said, “I miss my folder”. 

Oh, that folder…  That folder comes home with many wonder, completed works in it.  That folder comes home with fun homework in it.  That folder also comes home with stickers in it.  One each day.

Green=Good Day
Yellow=Semi-Good Day
Red=Bad Day

Granted, we only had to experience the rath of one red sticker…  We had waaaay too many yellow.  Too many for my taste anyway. 

That folder was a three way love/hate relationship!

However, I am excited to see what the new school year (and folder) will bring!!

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: Don’t take the little things for granted!!***