Light My Fire

I honestly can not tell you what Molly is going to end up enjoying when it comes to hobbies and extra curricular activities. Whereas my littlest little seems to always, always, always be on the move (even when he watches a movie, he does some laps or often does the stand up/sit down tango when we're reading a book or coloring) and loves sports and gross motor skills, my biggest little's attention wanders in many different directions. She certainly also gravitates towards things -- drawing, writing, reading, hanging from monkey bars -- but she also shows interest in a bazillion other things -- karate, dance, mothering, becoming a scientist rockstar, making sticky potions from soap and clovers. It certainly doesn't bother me that I don't see her "path" but I'm curious what, if anything, will light her fire (other than climbing trees and going through 45 reams of paper a week). I think there's tremendous value in being a generalist so if sticking her hand in many pots ends up being her thing, so be it and more power to her. Turns out, there's lots of cool stuff to do out there in that big, wide world of ours. Moreover, it's interesting to join her on her journey and it turns out that I also learn things -- like that I'm not a very good a putting her hair up in a bun but I can apply make-up on another person better than on myself. Aside from these critical life lessons, and okay, more importantly, I also like hearing her take on what she gets out of ballet or learning about her mind/body connection in karate because they're new to experiences to me. I think she and I have a lot in common (sorry to those on the receiving end of our short temper) but she's much braver than I am. While she craves a good hug and warm snuggle, she is also fearless and strong and utterly unapologetic in being true to herself. I hope she keeps her six-year-old sense of curiosity and fierceness long into the future because nothing looks better on a girl these days than a sense of self-worth and imagination.

At the MFA -- we do churn through a looooot of paper and markers. Maybe the art world is ready to be stormed?

First dance recital. First time wearing make-up -- both highly enjoyable experiences. Maybe Carnegie Hall is ready for my half-pint?

Post-dance, accolades were appreciated. So, maybe a diva -- watch out Celine, she has some pipes on her too (this is where our similarities detour. I have also have a set of pipes on me -- they're just leaky and broken)?

Fire station tour with Girl Scouts. She did bring her own fire hate... maybe she'll be fighting the flames someday? 

Her dad clearly has some skills to pass along, oh conqueror of the canoe. We'll ask him for advice...