…measured in joyful giggles, shy smiles and disappearing curls.
This boy fills my heart with joy every day. He has the sweetest nature, pulls the funniest faces and is kind and helpful.
E’s started going to Beavers so we’ve been talking to him about the promise he will make to be kind and helpful when he’s invested. I looked at the parent guide to Beavers and asked him if he wanted to make the promise to ‘‘love God” or to ”love the world”. He said his best friend at school doesn’t believe in God and told E that he shouldn’t either. E said “I told him it’s my choice not his”. We chatted about belief being a matter of the heart and that Daddy and I were fine with whatever choice he made as it was his promise to keep and not ours. He said “I just think nobody is right, not even me. My picture in my head of God might be different to someone else’s and that’s ok. I am ok with saying “love God” for my promise”.
I find it both amusing and extraordinary to think of the conversations 5 year olds have at playtime. Already E and his friend are thinking deeply and curiously and aren’t afraid to ask questions. I think it’s wonderful even if it does catch me off guard sometimes. Thankfully I’m comfortable these days with not feeling I need to have all the answers and often E is quite accepting of a simple answer where I’d have previously fretted about the complexity of owning my response to a searching question. Such brilliant teachers these children of ours and there’s both conversation and wisdom to be found in a simple ”I don’t really know, what do you think?” response.