This past week, Emily started saying something new "Let her be!" referring to herself. It's so interesting how kids pick up random things we say. Sometimes they use those words or phrases out of context and its adorable, other times, they use them spot on! Its incredible! This is one of those times.
Tait is a great father! But he is a fusser.. He fusses over Emily often and sometimes makes a sketchy situation worse. It's at those moments when I say "let her be" I've been saying it for 2 full years now. This week, Emily decided to announce to Tait while trying to get her to wrangle her in a specific direction she obviously didn't want to go said "DAD! LET HER BE!!!" Referring to herself and her lack of desire to be wrangled.
Obviously we think this is hilarious. While at church the other day, my arm was around the chair, I was brushing her hair with my fingers and she pushed my hand away and said "Let her be !" It was so serious in nature, and I can't help but turn away and laugh. She knows what she wants or doesn't want, and while at times its VERY frustrating, others I am very proud.
Decisiveness comes VERY easy to me, and is a trait Emily has inherited. I can't help but feel a little bad for Tait being in a house full of very decisive girls. Even our kitty babies are of the female gender and just as moody as the rest of us. I told him I am pretty sure God is trying to teach him a lesson by being surrounded by so much decisive estrogen.
I detest being fussed over, unless I am sick, at that point I want to be totally babied in every way and act moderately helpless. I hate being fussed over otherwise. My child is the same. When she spouts out a "Let her be" I feel like we connect in some weird way as mother and daughter. I know there will be MANY occasions when I do have to let her be, even if I don't want to, or know it will cause harm and she will get hurt. Like myself, she already is demonstrating traits that she needs to learn for herself and being told Tabasco is yucky and very hot will not suffice, she needs to try it. Yes this just happened last night. No she will not beg to play with the tobacco bottle at a restaurant ever again.
Point:
Since becoming a parent, my personal relationship with God has grown much. I feel like I understand mine and His relationship a little better and am extremely humbled by it. I know I have "let her be" moments with God, sometimes I am positive he laughs and pats me on my head (figuratively) knowing that me being me needs to taste the tabasco. Sometimes "let her be" moments are selfish wanting to only do what ones will is and not thinking about consequence or how actions will affect others. Sometimes they are deeply unfortunate and not appropriate for the occasion. Others, they are exactly what is needed. To not be swayed by the wind or wishy washy. They can be spot on in accomplishing goals and keeping focus, not allowing others to influence, taunt, or egg on situations especially when it's been proven Tobasco is yucky and does in fact burn. I take much comfort in those moments.
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