I was tucking my 6 year and 364/365 day old into bed last night and we were talking about his impending birthday. "You know, Mom," he said, looking up at me through the dark, "it's really like you get reborn on your birthday." Whoa, what? I stopped and waited. He went on, "Last year I was reborn as a six year old. On Wednesday, I'll get reborn as a seven year old. Next year I'll be reborn as eight - it's like you become a new person every time."
Leave it to a child to offer such a fresh and uplifting perspective on getting older.
Thanks, Connor. And happy birthday, my love.
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When my boys were in nursery school, one of the main goals of the program was to give the children the opportunity and self-confidence to speak for themselves. Their teachers would tell them to "use your words." This became the child's cue to look at their friend and to tell them how they were feeling in a direct, simple way. This phrase became commonplace in our home and was repeated countless times during conflicts between siblings, angry episodes, and in quiet moments to help tears turn into self-expression.
That little sentence gave me the inspiration to start this blog. So now, here I am, using my words.
That little sentence gave me the inspiration to start this blog. So now, here I am, using my words.
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