7.

I LOVE watching my seven year old be seven.  There is no high school musical in my house, no iCarly, no Hannah Montana. (Don't worry we do have Spongebob and Phineus and Ferb)  This is not because I am a control freak, it is because I want my sweet gal to be seven as long as she can.  There is plenty of time for her to figure out that she should like boys and roll your eyes at adults.  I love that she really thought the dance party out (mentioned in a previous post)  and thought it would work.  She saw nothing wrong with charging people to dance with her and her sister.   At seven I remember clear as day thinking that my friend Laura and I were going to dig an underground club house.  We were serious about it.  My mom gave us shovels and said , Go for it!  We made drawings (lots and lots)  and had NO doubt that it would be the coolest thing EVER. 

There are times when the real world comes dangerously close to the 7 year old world.  Times that she has serious questions about life and death and I can see her figuring out that things aren't as rosey as she thought they were. 

We sponsor a child that lives in India, J helped us pick out which child we were going to sponsor.  We thought it would be a good lesson that she knows some kids are not as blessed as she is, you need to help when you can, and think about how to responsibly spend your money.   I thought she would pick a girl her age and go on with her day.  She looked at every kid, about an hour later with tears in her eyes she picked a girl.  I asked if she was ok, she said I just don't understand how all these kids need help, why can't they get it?  There were many questions about why the child we sponsored doesn't have toys, or even enough food.   Sigh....lessons that she needs to learn but I wish it was always a dance party.    I know that she will lose the seven-ness of it all, but until then I love listening to her plan things and will try my best to be the mom that hands her the shovel and says Go for it!!! :) (thanks mom!)
Blessings-
Lindsay