What I know about parenting (maybe the only thing I know) is that it's hard--that children go through these phases that make me question their whole development and character--and then it gets easier--and it's all rosy and lovely. And that I'd better appreciate the lovely because the pain of growth is coming right behind it.
Ana is simply lovely. Erin and Chuck had a crawfish boil today, and I was so proud to be her mom. She looked the role tonight. Cherry dress, red hair ribbon, electric blue satin chinese shoes...Ana is developing social skills. In the past, coming into a party in progress always spelled trouble. She would hide in the layers of my skirt, especially if anyone got to gooey, or close, and wanted to talk. Even family members who she sees often. Now she is making eye contact (we work on that all the time) and saying hello, and learning about good manners and how to respond to people.
-Hello there. I love your barrette.
-Thank you.
For example.
Tonight she got the hiccups in front of Erin's newlywed friends. My darling said "Excuse me" after each of a series of 5 hiccups. At that point, I took her outside for some fresh air. It seemed exhausting, always either hiccupping or saying something. I didn't want her to pass out.
But truly. Her lovely manners and emerging social skills showed how much she's grown. And we all noticed. Looking good, Ana. I know the rough patch will be coming soon, but I see who you are through it all. Smart, loving, and kind. Keep up the good work!
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