All Things Girl

Kaden you and I were shopping at one of my favorite children’s store (The Children’s Place). I was looking for Easter outfits for both you and Ashton. As I was looking around I noticed you snuck a couple rows towards the back. I walked down to see what caught your eye…

“Mama this sure is pretty!” As you extend your arm holding out an adorable shirt. “Oh my, it is, Kade.” The shirt is perfect for a three year old- girl. There you held up a perfect purple top with three dimensional flowers along the collar trailing down the side seam. I would have bought it in an instant if you were not a boy.

“Mama, is it okay if I stay here and yook?” I thought about it for a minute. I like you to be where I can easily see you. I compromised. “Do you think you could come up here near me and look at those items you have not seen?” Being your agreeable self you started back towards the front of the store with me.

You got sidetracked. Just like your Mama you stop in your track for all things shiny. “Mama, I want to stay here and look at these shoooooes.” You say the word shoes very dramatically. I suppose the collection of Mary Jane’s did deserve attention. There was a rack with silver, pink, red and black sparkle Mary Jane’s. Again, I would have popped a pair of each into our bag if appropriate for you to wear. Adorable.

I was near, so I left you to your worship.

I find what I am looking for and ask you to follow me to the register. I watch you as you are sitting on the floor carefully giving each shoe the once over. Touching and looking with awe. “Kade come along it is time to go. Let us check out. We can then go see the Easter Bunny, again!”

You come running and have a solemn look across your face.

“Mama, sometimes I wish I were a girl…”

I crunch down putting my knees to the floor below us both. I set down our shopping bag. I reach out to hold you. I don’t want you to see my smile as I know you are having a serious moment. I always want you to share your feelings without fear of being embarrassed.

“Rardin Adam Kaden, if you were a girl you would no longer be my big boy. I wouldn’t have my special Mister. What would I do with out you?” I hug you a little tighter. You push me away. “No. No. No. I don’t want to be a girl just sometimes.”

Again, I pull you in holding back a chuckle. I give you a kiss on the top of your head and say, “Well, for now you are forever my guy. Let us not keep the Easter Bunny waiting.”

I guess there will always be Halloween and should you choose fraternity days…