Friday, July 8, 2011
Oh, the power of words. What an ability they have to affect me. Today they did just that.
I had been busily cleaning for the past hour or so while the babies napped. I had gotten Lana Grace started on several projects....painting, cutting and gluing, matching shapes....most anything to keep her busy so that I could be. Each time she finished an activity, I found her in the same place doing the same thing - sucking those (yes there are three) pacis!
We have been battling the pacifiers for quite a while now. I got an idea from an article that I read to use the "paci fairy." So Lana Grace knows that when she turns three in a few weeks and has her fairy princess party that the paci fairy is coming to get them. A little baby somewhere needs them. Now in exchange, she gets a ridiculous amount of "consolation prizes" but that is a story for another day!
She prayed last night for her "best most favorite things," her pacis. She has become very protective of them so she wants to have them now more than ever. I suppose it is her fear of them disappearing. I hope we are not scarring her for life!
Today's conversation went like this. "Mommy I love my pacis." "I know that you do Lana Grace but you are becoming a big girl." "Well, when I get little for you again can I have them back?" "Well that is not the way life works. We don't get to be little again. We grow up and become big people."
We don't get to be little again. We don't get to be little again. Wow! Now I know I'm the mommy and I'm probably totally emotional about one of my babies turning three...but this made me sad. When do we grow up? When do we lose the ability to be comforted by something so simple? When exactly do we put aside those silly things that make us giggle and let life become so complicated?