Hear Her Roar!!

I have bought my daughter nearly every hair tie on the market in hopes that she would wear one for more than 30 seconds.  So, I would be lying if I told you I wouldn't absolutely love to adorn her beautiful golden tresses with head bands, heart shaped clips, and pigtails, because believe me I have TRIED.  Anyone who has spent any time with my darling daughter knows this about her.  Knows that any attempt at “doing” her hair quickly results in her aggressive search for any clip or hair tie you may have sneaked in there.  Just try sweeping her hair from her eyes and she will tousle it right back into place.  

However, can I admit that despite my many efforts to tame Elenita’s tresses, I feel a little spark of pride witnessing her determination and strong-will?  So, be free my darling daughter!  Let your hair down!  Be rebellious, question authority, and reject the status quo!  Let your messy mane be a reflection of your charming and quirky personality!  Just let me brush it every few days ok?...

Franklin's list of Thankfulness

In the spirit of the Holidays, we have been focusing a lot of attention on the subject of being thankful in our home this last week.  We checked out a ton of "thankfulness" related books from the library to help Frankie (and myself really) try to understand what it means to be thankful.  As always, my carefully planned lesson for Franklin has ended up teaching me a little something too.  

Yesterday we worked on our "Thankfulness Tree.”  We cut out a tree trunk from a paper bag and then made leaves out of our traced hands.  Then I encouraged Franklin to make a list of all the things he was thankful for so we could write them on the hand/leaves.  So, I totally thought this list was going to consist of his favorite toys, some ice cream and perhaps his Grandparents (only because they are his favorite people ever).  Boy, oh boy, did my little man far exceed my expectations!  His list was so heartfelt!  How is it that my little (but don't ever call him little to his face :-) 3 1/2 year old son could understand to appreciate the important things, when so many adults, myself included, have such a hard time pining over all the things we "need" and "want"?  My cynical self thinks it is because he has not yet been jaded by the consumerism culture we live in.  However, my more optimistic side, the side I hope is right, thinks it's perhaps, my dear son, is growing into the sensitive, kind hearted, respectful, gracious little man I know he is capable of being.  

Franklin's List of Thankfulness:

·        When Dede (his name for his sister, Elena) came out of mommy's tummy

·        When Dede wants me to play with her

·        My parents

·        My globe (his most prized possession :-) 

·        Trees growing in our backyard

·        Leaves

·        Dinosaurs that lived a long, long time ago

·        Talmage (his BFF)

·        My cousins

·        Chup (Nick’dad)

·        Chvcha (Nick’s mom)

·        Abuela

·        Grandpa

·        Plants growing in my garden

·        Aunti Rayna

·        My Uncles

·        My Tios

·        My Tias

·         Love

·        My courtyard where my friends live

·        Dede

·        When people are nice

·        For ink in my markers so I can make beautiful colors

·        My teachers