Sunday, September 25, 2011

Proud Moment

I think I might be doing something right. I have a lot of values I want to instill in my children and one of them is that it's way more important what you look like on the inside than outside. I don't want them to be completely wrapped up in their looks and image. I'm sure some of that is inevitable once they get to be teenagers, but I want them to know that they are beautiful always, regardless of their hairstyles or the clothes they wear, and that those things don't define them. I hope that if they feel that way about themselves, then they will also be able to see and acknowledge the inner beauty in the people around them.

This morning I was getting Evan ready for church, and he was in desperate need of a haircut, so I had to resort to using product in his hair to get rid of the bedhead. I was being silly and spiked his hair in the middle and asked him what he thought. He looked in the mirror and whined, "No Mommy, I look like [fake name of boy at school.] I don't want to look like [fake name of boy at school.]" The young boy he was referring to, always come to school looking very GQ and does in fact wear his hair spiked in the middle. I almost beamed with pride in that moment. Not only does my son not register this as "cool" but if he does, he doesn't care, and he doesn't want to look like someone else just because they have a "cool" haircut. That's not important to him, he wants to look like Evan, because Evan is pretty awesome! For as long as humanly possible, I want my son to think that having puffy dump trucks on his garage sale shirt is the coolest thing in the universe. And I want him to look in the mirror and know that even in his pj's and bedhead he is the grooviest chap I know!