It seems to have turned into a bit of a "Sully Week" on Bellyville, so today I have lots of pictures to share of our beautiful Evie-cat.
Oh, the mind on this girl...lately I'm just in awe of the things that come out of her mouth. She seems to be exploring her own inner world a lot--and I'm so thankful for that. It's like she's discovering (or maybe RE-discovering?) the boundlessness of her imagination. She spends most of her days singing little songs she makes up and playing games that only she truly understands the rules to (and the point of!) Boy do I wish I could climb inside her head and see the world the way she does--I'm treated to little glimpses here and there, and I gobble up every morsel she'll allow me access to.
(Yesterday, I overheard her singing while she was in the bathroom: "I'm imaaaaagining, in my heaaaaaad again." over and over and over again.)
It's been a strange transition for me as she's beginning to edge bit by bit into her independence. She's always been a very attached kiddo--she doesn't like me to be out of her sight for too long. But lately, and especially in the past month or two, she been spending more time playing and pretending by herself. She's begun saying "No, I'm just talking to myself, Mama." And "Please can I have some privacy?"
And then five minutes later, she's climbing up into my lap for a snuggle.
I guess that's a parent's role, isn't it? We do our best to give our children a safe place in the world, room to truly be themselves....and as they become "themselves" we start to realize that we won't (and shouldn't) witness most of the living they're doing. The way our children see the world is completely unique--informed by our views and beliefs, to be sure, but wholly independent of our own reality. And that...feels...strange. The most important work of my life has been and will be guiding my children, and large parts of that work will forever remain mysteries--places I'll never truly "see."
And so while I'm celebrating these small baby steps Eva's been taking into her own amazing inner world, I'm also making a mad dash to absorb any small piece of it she offers me--and I'm snuggling her extra close whenever she pauses for a moment to climb into her mama's lap.
Oh, do I love this girl.
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