Growing Up

Oma (commenting on Halloween costume number three for the Peanut): “I love your wings. Can I wear them?”

Peanut: “No. You’re too big.  Maybe when you grow up little you can wear wings and trick or treat and get candy!”

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Peanut: “When Nana grows up, she’s going to be a teacher and that makes her a Princess!”

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Peanut: “When I grow up I’m going to be a mommy, and that mean’s I get Mommy’s Nook and I get to sleep in Mommy’s bed with Daddy.”

D: “Well, that’s kind of…. weird.”

Me: “I feel vaguely threatened….”

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Peanut: “When I grow up I’m going to be a cheerleader, and I’ll get thrown in the air and have a great big belly button!” (Not sure where this giant belly button thing comes from. Maybe because the cheerleaders she’s seen, at the KU football game, had bared midriffs?)

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These are all just in the last 24 hours.  Growing up and the future has been a hot topic of conversation with the Peanut.  And what I love about all of these conversations is that the idea of what the future can hold is so malleable and vast for the Peanut.  She might grow up to be a Mommy, but sometimes she says she’s going to grow up to be a Daddy. She’s a cheerleader, a teacher, a fairy. You might grow up big, but you can ‘grow up little,’ too.  These visions of her future might be possible, or they might be a complete fantasy.  But right now the Peanut doesn’t know that.  In her mind, there is no difference.  We’re all still growing up, even Oma.  It’s a beautiful, hope-filled way to look at the world, and one I hope she can hold on to for as long as possible.

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About Shannon K.

My name is Shannon. I make stuff up.
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3 Responses to Growing Up

  1. Kelly says:

    CUTEST. Giggled at your “threatened” comment. Love this 🙂

  2. Judy Hilton says:

    Beautiful and fun vision of us all “growing up to be little”.

  3. Kristin Benjamin says:

    I love the wisdom from both you and Peanut!

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