So this weekend the dishes are stacked in the sink and my house is a mess, must be a wedding weekend. Not only that.... this weekend we had Gracie's gymnastics show. She did great and it was so much fun getting her ready. Aunt Erin helped and we made it a girls fun makeover...how often can you say, yes you can wear my makeup? So on went the mascara, eyeliner and all!
It was leaning towards toddlers in tiaras, Complete with a beauty mark drawn
on. I am sure that some mom's saw that and thought what the world? But today I
didn't care, I wanted my little girl to be just as happy as she could be and I
loved that beauty mark. It represented my learning to let go, One of my hardest
lessons I first learned as a mom. I used to worry what other moms would think
if we went to the grocery store without matching clothes and a cute braid and
the perfect flower in her hair that I made myself....ha! What was I thinking!!
Who cares what my daughter dresses herself in, she is warm the clothes are
clean, and is it really worth the fight to get everything matching and "cute"
like I thought little girl should be? Don't get me wrong, deep inside that is
what I cross my fingers that she picks. I get a little excited when we have
those cute days! But I realize just how "cute" it is and how much I love those
days that she comes out with jeans, that frilly skirt and the brown shirt that
you can never get her to wear with the cute denim skirt you bought it to go
with. Yup I love those days too! See I am learning to see what is really