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Let Them Be Kids {part two} : Our Sweet Puppy

PTS | Our sweet Puppy

 

Everyone knows I love our sweet doggie.  My photos are proof:

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{THIS IS IN OUR CAMPER}

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Yep, my daughter thinks she is a dog. She eats out of dog bowls (clean and unused my real canines), she insists on “wet food” (refried beans) in her bowl, she laps water from her bowl on the floor, she wears a puppy costume most days, and she is known to pant, bark, lick, and scratch.

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Naturally, back in March on her birthday, she had all-things-puppy:

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She’s also been known to eat some dog bones (aka Scooby Snacks)

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It’s weird…I know. I have had to ask her not to lick guests. I have had to remind her she must use words when I ask her a question (as opposed to just panting and wagging her little tail bottom.)

 

And course with a puppy in the house, a kitty can’t be far behind:

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But you know what…I love it.

It’s just so her. She’s our sweet Beppy girl and I adore watching her just be who she is.

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Why do we try so hard to force our children to be what we think they should be?  I’m not talking about being a kid with character. We should do all we can to ensure our children are growing in traits such a kindness, gentleness, and respect.

No, what I mean is the all-too-often push for children to fit into some shape they believe children should be. I’ve written about this before.

Other parents seem to get it as well.

And yet, others have so much trouble just letting kids…be kids. They want them to do this or do that. To look this way or to act that way.

Why not just let kids be kids?

Why not just let them be little? Let them play and swing and jump and get messy and be loud and pretend they are a dog?

Having a 13 year old and having a three year old (and 12, 10, 8, and 5!), I know more than ever how fast this time goes.

They don’t stay little long.

  • Their sweet baby teeth give way to crooked ones that are far too big for their mouths.
  • Those cuddles we were too busy for are much harder to come by as they get older.
  • The funny little things they say will be long forgotten.
  • The way the pronounce ‘sketty will finally work itself into spaghetti.
  • They will stop calling their siblings Enny, Ca-bub, Wi-Wi, and Tatie.
  • They will stop asking you to draw a butterfly and snake at church every.single.week.
  • They will stop calling your family “our people.”
  • They will stop dressing up as knights and princesses…and even dogs.

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Oh, can’t we just let them be little. Let them be dogs. Let them dress up, go barefoot, make a mess in the kitchen as they help you cook. Let them beg you to read the same book over and over. Say yes when they want their fifth bath of the day (and look the other way when they have chosen to use a new towel for every dip in the pool and the subsequent baths…if you are counting, that is no less than TEN towels used by ONE child in ONE day.)

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It’s funny. I blog so rarely these day and I hardly remember what I have written about in the past. Apparently this subject isn’t new to me. I was looking for something else and came across all of these:

A Time to Say Yes
Saying Yes to Our Kids (audio post)
Whatever It Takes

And a number of other posts on my old blog (which I need to resurrect!)

And of course, there are times to say no.

But this is what I have told many mamas:

There will be so many times we as parents have to say no. So why don’t we say yes to absolutely anything we can?

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Because you know what? I love our sweet puppy…actually, I love both the furry one and the one who comes to cuddle with me each morning during my Bible time. (Oh wait, both puppies do that…I see where Beppy gets it from…)

And so—yes. When the little white costume with black spots was so small it was cutting off her circulation, we bought Skye Marshall Rover Fetch Puppy Bethany new puppy costume. And since it is summer in North Carolina and the temps usually hover around 95°, I am glad I talked her out of this one.

So…can’t we just let them be little?

And if you need to release some pent-up emotions, how about this song. I hadn’t heard it before…guess I need to get back to my country-music-loving high school days.

 

 

 

 

I Almost Forgot

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“…stop rushing to get the to do list done because it never leaves. The kids do.”

It was a rough summer. Even after I started feeling myself again, we had some other issues that took up most of our time and energy. The unrelenting North Carolina heat didn’t help matters much. The summer is mostly a blur as I try to figure out what exactly we did.

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We’re normally a happy, do-stuff-together type family. We love to camp, hike, and be outside. We like to let the kids get dirty and have fun. We like days with no schedule, yummy-not-so-good-for-you treats, and finding critters that the kids beg to bring home as pets.

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But this summer?

I almost forgot.

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I almost forgot what it felt like to be me. To be us. To let the kids run free, get wet, and be kids. I almost forgot what it felt to walk a few paces behind my family as my camera captures the little moments I want to remember forever. I almost forgot what it was like to be intentional in just watching. Watching my kids love each other. Help each other. Encourage each other. I almost forgot about all the little ways they show their love and how blessed they are all to have one another. I almost forgot about the way their individual personalities shine through during unstructured play: the adventurous ones being adventurous, the introverted one enjoying the peaceful scenery, the little ones entertaining themselves with the same activity over and over (and over).

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On Saturday, though the to-do list was longer than anything that had any hopes of being accomplished, I knew we needed it. We needed time. Time together. Time outside.

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We chose something close: the local river that runs through the county. An access point is just ten minutes from our home. We walked. We let the kids play. They got wet and dirty and full of sunshine. I watched them and I remembered. I remembered who we were and what fills our souls. I am so glad I remembered, because I almost forgot.

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Oh the bliss! May I never forget the little moments. The watching. The seeing who my family is.

 As another writer so eloquently mentioned:

“…stop rushing to get the to do list done because it never leaves. The kids do.”

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