Bikes are a winner!
Gender lines seem so clear sometimes.
And sometimes, they don’t.
Mother’s Day can be bittersweet.
Little things can turn grey skies blue.
Sometimes a painting says it all.
May 27, 2012 by karmavore
Bikes are a winner!
Gender lines seem so clear sometimes.
And sometimes, they don’t.
Mother’s Day can be bittersweet.
Little things can turn grey skies blue.
Sometimes a painting says it all.
Who did the drawing? It’s great! Oh, he’s growing up…sigh. I would definitely keep the pic of T in the dress for when he decides to give you lip when he’s a teenager.
I completely laughed out loud at the stroller vs. dumptruck picture. A true classic!
And hurray for “podickle” season!
I love those sunglasses Theo is sporting with his sun dress. Perfection.
I’m so struck by the pictures and what I know of your parenting that you encourage Theo to develop his own rhythm. Sure, what he likes may not be what you’d imagined in parenting his growing and developing self, but I’ve never heard of you saying no to something he wanted to do (within reason, of course – if it’s going to put him in danger I have little doubt you’d tell him no). I just love Theo’s independence and the fact that you do everything possible to encourage that when most parents I know have struggled against wanting to hold on tighter when their child wants to be independent. You are awesome, and so is Theo in the sundress and sunglasses. Definitely blackmail material for when he gets older!
I love this post in its totality but want to comment on one specific aspect. That flower image . . . wow. That’s one of those “picture’s worth a thousand words” images for me.
I totally agree with Deborah above about the flower picture. It really doesn’t stop–that bittersweet piece. I welcome it, and honor it, and it’s hard.
I also love what Monika had to say about your parenting.
Brava Mama!
I left a comment Mama–but it went poof. I just love what the others have said basically. And your posts are just perfect–they are providing a glorious record of all of it for T and that is what this is really all about in the end I think..