I always try to think up new ways of creating special and magical moments for my 6 year old daughter. Moments that, I hope, she will remember for the rest of her life. Here are a few photos from one of those moments. This morning!!! Valentine’s Day morning. It took 400 hearts, 2 days, and no sleep, but I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat (pun intended) just to see the look on her face one more time!!! Oh, and in case you are wondering … she loved it. Gasped at the sight of it. 🙂
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So after my first attempt at drawing (see Flamingo post) I took a trip to Michaels Arts & Crafts store to pick up real art supplies. No more crayons for me. I bought a sketch pad, oil pastels, water color, an assortment of brushes, and a pad for water colors. It turns out, my 6 year old daughter Olivia is quite the talent as well. Here is her portrait of me. A water color masterpiece!!!
At Olivia’s request for a peacock, here’s my second attempt at art. This time I used oil pastels instead of crayons. Slightly infantile but still … I’m pleased. 🙂
I love my new hobby. Another activity I can enjoy with my daughter while spending quality time with her! I’ll try my hand at water color next.
Whenever I watch fairy tales with Olivia, as a single mother, I have to stop and think, is this really the message I want her to learn? That her happiness in life hangs on finding some elusive prince who will whisk her away to her happily ever after?
I think I would prefer that she learn to be a strong and self-sufficient woman, who will maybe find a partner (male or female), who is right for her and with whom she can live a happy and fulfilled life. But if she never finds that person, her life will still be just as joyous and complete. Like mine is! I want her to know that it is possible, even desirable, to go it alone and still be very happy.
And even though I want her to grow up to be a strong and independent woman, who will be able to withstand and overcome all of life’s disappointments, unscathed, I don’t want to ruin the fairy tale for her either.
So for now, I will let her have her fairy tales. I’ll let her watch the movies. I’ll even read her the stories before bed. Part of childhood is believing in magic and picture-perfect happy endings. Hopefully, I will figure out how to teach her that whatever path she chooses in life, if she is fulfilled, then that is her happy ending.