This is how I treat many things that I don't want to think about. Naval rings? Tongue piercing? Dyed hair? Driver's Ed? Boys? Dating? Oh my, I know I am in for a rude awakening but right now, while my girl is young... I want to enjoy her being just that... a little girl. The other day I was driving through town and I saw a girl with low-cut jeans on that were so low, there was no way she could have bent over to pick something up without exposing herself, crack & all, to the world. And she was walking with what appeared to be her parents and they let her in public like that. Granted, I don't know what the circumstances are with that family and I know it's wise to choose your battles with kids but my heavens.... I was embarrased for her.
Today, Hannah & I were lazily floating in her pool on our backs and she said "mom, will you find me something fun to look at in a cloud?" The heat bugs were humming away, the sky was blue and filled with puffy, white clouds, we had no where to be except with each other. "Wow. This is what it's all about." I thought. Just her and I floating together, gazing at the clouds while the rest of the world scurries by.