On Sunday my mom wanted to take us all to lunch before Jillian’s birthday party. It was at one of my favorite places that is a little ways out of town but was near the party so I didn’t mind. Well while at the lunch table she asked a thought provoking question…”If you had to have a symbol to represent you what would it be?”
Veronica- she answered first and said it would be a dolphin because scientists know that dolphins talk in their own language but they don’t understand. She said that she has her own way of talking an no one understands her. She also came back later and said she would also like her symbol to be the giant squid because it’s such a mystery to everyone and she feels she is that way too.
Danielle- Well Danielle’s answer was a rose and a pink one because they are pretty and pink is her favorite color. I said that flower would be a wonderful choice but I would give her a sunflower because she’s always so bright and cheerful. Just that morning the hubster and I had laughed at Danielle as she ran behind the choir loft with her little head bobbing chasing down her friend so she could hug her. Danielle is just always a ray of sunshine.
Jillian- well all she was worried about was having mashed potatoes and getting as close as possible to her Matka. I would make her symbol a butterfly because she never stays in the same spot for very long and being my red headed child her skin is very fair and delicate.
Hubster- He kinda backed out not knowing what his symbol would be…but I didn’t get away that easy. After all the day’s adventures my mom texted me and reminded me that I didn’t answer.
So here goes…..
I would make my symbol a tree. It is a life giver, a home, shelter, strong, no one really notices that it’s there it just is, it can be hidden in a forest among millions of tress and not stand out or it can be the only shade in a huge hot field.
Veronica’s really struck me. As a mom I think my kids are perfect and wonderful, but maybe they are alittle weird too (with hubster and I as parents it has to be expected). I feel like my children aren’t accepted in my family or in hubsters. It seems like extended family doesn’t want to be around them, doesn’t want to spend time with them. They don’t get the attention that the “cousins” get, they don’t get invited to the other parties. They are left as loners. I’m choosing to believe it’s because most people can’t handle the awesomeness that is my kids!
Wow didn’t really mean to go there, sorry about that. Just somethings I have been noticing lately but in true spirit of the blog I won’t erase it. My kids are fine and well adjusted, honestly they don’t even notice…it’s a mom that sometimes has a bad habit of keeping score. Don’t worry Jesus and I are working on that. 🙂