On a Sunday Morning, getting ready for church.
"But Mom, really, please, I have never been naked at church before!" ~~Mina
In other news, she is slowly loosing her innocence. As much as I love seeing my kids grow up, learn things, go to school and make friends, it tears my heart apart to see them being subjected to the world. Mina has a hat, well, one of many, and it is her yellow kitty hat that Granny made, It has cute little ears on it. She Loooooves this kitty hat, and wears it often. She has me stuff the ears to they don't flop over. She wears this hat to church and to bed. One day, she came home from school with the yellow kitty hat in her backpack, and told me she would not wear it anymore. Because Eli was laughing at it, and trying to take it away. Eli! You stealer of childhood! You breaker of a mother's heart! So, since that day, the beloved kitty hat has sat alone in the bin. Very very sad. It is the thing about school that I hate the most. I wish I could forever cocoon my children so that they could always be pure "Äbby"or pure "Mina", without all of the influences of the Eli's of the world. (It kind of makes me think of the plan of Salvation in a way, and how HF must have felt about sending us down here and watching us grow up...) Today the kitty hat, and songs about farting. Tomorrow, well, I hope my girls are strong enough to love what they love, and be true to themselves. I hope the kitty hat will be dusted off and worn proudly again.
BTW, Happy Thanksgiving! gobble gobble.