Recently I have discovered why Darla isn't a coloring book kind of kid. After watching S. draw cartoon characters, with next to no instruction, this little 4 year old started whipping out all sorts of inventive pictures. Each has a storyline and characters. She isn't worried about specifics. Once the big idea is on the page, it's ripped off and piled on my desk with everything else that "is just for you, Mom!" Apparently she feels restricted and bored coloring something that has already been created. She wants to be the creator, which is why her new favorite accessory is a magna-doodle.
Last night I asked Darla if there is a class she wants to take in the spring. We talked about many options. I expected her to pick piano and ballet because she adores Pearl. Instead, Darla enthusiastically threw her arms open wide while declaring she wants to "act!" She added, "and maybe be on TV so people remember how funny I am!" Holy buckets, what do we have on our hands?! She then mentioned that soccer would be fun, too.
While watching Pearl and Darla interact yesterday, my sister Jasmine and I admired how unique our girls are. Jasmine is teaching Pearl that it's okay to fail; it's okay if it's not right the first time. I'm teaching Darla to follow through; don't neglect the details!

Our parents had to teach each of us the same things (I still cringe over details & Jasmine still can't let something go until she's mastered it). I've always been thankful Jasmine and I are different. We were taught by our parents to admire each others' strengths. We were never compared to each other and there was never any reason for competition. Our parents celebrated our unique giftings, encouraged us to pursue our interests, and never expected the same things from each kid. They encouraged Jasmine to quit college and attend beauty school with the same zeal they encouraged me to finish my bachelor's degree in elementary education- because they understood we were wired differently and created for different work. (A smart move, too...Jasmine's made far more money with her cosmetologist license than I ever made with my bachelor's degree. Oh, wait. I'm still paying that off.)

Great post! We, too, have learned ... with all 13 of our kids ... how differently each one of them is wired. As we homeschooled our older kids (and now the younger ones) we always told them that all we wanted for them was to seek God,and to pursue the dreams and passions that He has placed on their hearts. We never cared what career choice they might choose, as long as they were loving and serving the Lord wherever He has called them to.
ReplyDeleteSeriously ... I don't care if my sons choose to be a garbage truck driver or the president of the U.S.A. ... my prayer for them is that they love and serve the Lord.
I think it is great how close in age all of the cousins are, because they will learn to appreciate how differently the Lord made each of them. They will balance each other with their strengths and weaknesses.
Go Darla ... be creative ... don't get stuck "coloring inside the lines".
:) :) :)