Born to Fly

I realized I last attempted to write a post in October, and when I looked at my drafts I made it to one paragraph before calling it a day...and then a week...and then a month. Needless to say, the realities of life won out.

Lately when it comes to Little Man I have been thinking a lot about what and how he is learning. At his parent teacher conference we heard a lot of great things, as well as the goal of raising our hands more instead of blurting out answers before others have a chance to think. His enthusiasm for learning is clear, and even when it seems he isn't listening he will prove otherwise. He is honest to a fault, and when he does wrong he has the self-awareness to eventually identify where he could have made a different choice and why. As parents we couldn't have been happier with what we heard.  That being said, he is also still learning how to calm his body -- his brain is always so hard at work that the rest of him has no choice but to follow along. I love his energy but don't necessarily have enough of my own to keep up.

As he gets older he is finding his own way to channel his thoughts and his movements, but some days it is easier than others. He revels in his independence until he gets overwhelmed by frustration and needs us more than he would like to admit. He always has one eye on the future and what comes next instead of being in the present -- a trait I relate to all too well. As we get closer to the end of this year perhaps we both deserve some permission to be mindful. There is so much out there to explore, but sometimes we just need a nudge to simply pour into now.