I suppose I pride myself on being a bit of an unconventional mommy. It's not so much that I try to be eccentric. It's just that I encourage my children to discover who they are, rather than be pushed into a mold of my making. I can't help it if they express themselves in wonderful, and sometimes wacky ways.
We spent this weekend in the mountains, snow tubing. Hannah asked if she could bring her chicken suit, and since there was really no good reason to say no, I gave her permission. Her cousins had great fun with the chicken suit, taking turns dressing up, dancing around, flapping their wings. The adults had fun laughing at their antics.
On the drive home yesterday afternoon, Jeremy looked in his rear-view mirror.
"Psst." He grabbed my attention from the book I was reading and said out of the side of his mouth, "Turn your head and look in the back of the van."
I did as he suggested, and guffawed. Yes guffawed. There's no other word to explain the burst of laughter that came out of my mouth. Jeremy could hardly see to drive from the tears streaming down his face. I could barely breathe I was laughing so hard. Joshua and Ruth were fast asleep. Hannah, however, was sitting in her booster seat, talking to herself, while wearing the head part of the costume.
So, who knows, maybe I'm setting my kids up for needing therapy in the future. But I figure, kids grow up so fast. There's only a small portion of time in a person's life when one can get away with wearing a chicken suit while engaging in normal, every day activities. Might as well let Hannah live life to the fullest while she can.
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