Sometimes I’m jealous of my daughter…and any little kid, really.
They haven’t yet learned what it is to be self-conscious.
I love it that Maelie just spends her days being whatever she feels…she has crazy moments, crabby moments, smiley moments, cuddly moments…and moments when they’re all rolled into one mood that I can’t effectively describe. But she’s herself, and I just love to watch her. 
Let’s be honest.
Don’t you all just want to go crazy sometimes? To go run around in the rain, having the time of your life? To belt out a song in the grocery store
? To wear that way- too-
cute hat and not care what anyone thinks?
Ok, I admit...I do those things sometimes...but definitely not without thinking about what others might be thinking of me.
Really.
I guess my point? Is that there is such freedom in being able to throw away the whole what-other-people-think-of-me stuff and just be me.
A couple weeks ago we were at our church’s Octoberfest, and there was a little boy there who was just awesome.
He loved…LOVED…the live music, and at the end requested for the band to play Roll Out the Barrel.
And when they did, he just danced his little feet away, and it was the most precious thing ever.
I think he became one of my heroes that day.
I’m not saying I should go share my (lack of) dancing skills with those around me, but hey.
We all wish we could be a little less self-conscious, right? 😉
I’m usually pretty good at being me.
..and I’ m usually content with how God
made me.
Sometimes I wish for more, but today, I’m thankful.
Thankful that he made me a chatterbox, social, coffee-loving, friend-loving-even-more, wife-and-mommy, musical ungenius, wannabe dancer in the rain, spill-my-heart-on-paper girl…and a whole lot more.
I like being me.
I hope you like being you, too.
😀
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