claiming our daze and our days on the prairie
i know that children will act out what they see and hear and feel. i know that. i am humbled by all that i expose my children to. i am humbled that i used to stand outside movie theatres handing out hand written caution to certain movies…and now my kids are watching things similar. i do have boundaries…and i am ready to kick them up again. as i told micah: i don’t want to interrupt your spirit and your brain from growing as well as it can.
i’m not sure that the demolition derby is the best thing to act out over and over…but that is what’s happening. maybe that is what brings me pause.
when i told micah today that i wanted the inside of our home to be gun free he enthusiastically said, “oh yeah!” gun free to him meant that guns would be free. i explained the difference. i asked (again) why his interest in things that will only hurt or kill…no fruitful conversation…just me releasing to be a sponge to soak this unfamiliarity up.
how can i help them feel and know the power of light that is in them?
i know we all need to find our way in this parenting gig.
and i know that i am tired of my children being mean to each other.
and i know i want to blow a big bubble around them…big enough for uniqueness, big enough for startling newness, big enough for wonder…but holy.