Ever since her big sister was chosen to be Mary in the church Christmas program two years ago, Elbow has been waiting patiently for her turn. She took matters into her own hands tonight, choosing to be the Virgin Mother for Halloween.
Bobo went as a poodle skirt wearing 50s girl. I marvel at the girliness of my little women, wondering how this ice hockey playing (Division I, two time Ivy League champ!) mother could produce such extra feminine creatures. Deo Gratias!
I see in their choices some very basic - and God given - desires: to be pure, to be found beautiful, to be mothers. So simple, and yet so easily trampled upon by our culture's denigration of all things domestic and womanly.
One of their girlfriends stopped by after her own Halloween adventure and the talk turned to American Girl Dolls and the script the three have been working on for a home made production of Hansel and Gretel. As they talked, my mind raced ahead, years down the road when the three will have "more important" things to discuss.
Oh, that the days of dolls and dress up dramas might last a long, LONG time!
1 comment:
This is a lovely post. I hope for the same for my little girl (21 mo old) and for my boy (4 yo) to be a gentleman.
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