I Can Be....

I got home and getting kids into bed and getting them fed and all that jazz I wasn't paying much attention to what Molly was doing. She loves to color and draw and all that stuff so when I saw her at the table I thought she was coloring. So after the girls were in bed I looked at what she was working on. Why is it that this makes me cry! She did this all by her self. I'm so inspired by her and her sweet words. I hope as she gets older she still believes this... I'm planning on getting some nice paper and then having her write it in marker and framing it and putting it on her wall so she will always believe this!

it says....

What am I?

I do not know what I want to be. 

I could be a nurse. 

I could be a artist. 

I could be in the Olympics. 

I could be a working a movie theater. 

I can be anything I want to be. 

I could be my self. 

I could be a movie star. 

I could be a mom. 

I could be a clothes designer. 

I could be a performer. 

I could be a police. 

I could be anything I want to be right now I am just a little girl that is an artist. 

I love to paint. 

I love my family so much.

Homework.

Sweet Molly came home with this paper she had written today in school. 

The night before school started we were saying family prayers and Molly started to cry and wipe the tears from her eyes. I have to be honest this is when I got a little teary. After the prayer I asked what was wrong. She said...

"I don't know why my eyes keep watering. I'm just a little nervous." 

Oh my heart. I was nervous for her would she be ok ALL day long? Would she get tired and ornery? Would she figure out lunch? Would she b eable to find me after school in the sea of kids? Would she have friends in her class? 

So when she brought this home I thought of that day. All thoughts come fluding back.

"I have been in 1st grade for two weeks. I was nervous the night I was nervous and the next day I was excited! I love lunch and I would miss my mom."