When I was 6 I had "My Book About Me". I loved to fill in all the pages about my favorite color and how many steps it was to my mailbox. I got Lydia one for her birthday and she got right to work.
She came to me a few days ago to help her with the "when I grow up" page.
"What do I put here?"
"Well, you write down what you want to be when you grow up."
She looked at the jobs on the page for a while.
"I can't find "mommy" on the list."
I showed her where to find the word "mother".
"Can I write two things?"
She carefully wrote down "Mother" and "Princess".
I gave her a hug and told her I wanted to show her something.
"Look Lydia. Here is my book from when I was your age."
"They look a lot the same don't they?"
I hope she gets to grow up to be a mommy to a beautiful little girl too.
She's already a princess.
I'm so glad I decided long ago to be a mother.
I also discovered a little story she wrote. It's pretty great.:
"One day a little princess was happy, then sad, then shy, then she realized she had lots of feelings.