Can we talk for a minute about how much I love this little guy? Yes? Okay, thank you.
The other day, Asher asked me if there was something I "always wished I could do." My mind immediately jumbled, making me feel old and panicky as I tried to recall my dreams. I resorted to travel: "well, yes, I guess there are some places I have always wanted to travel..."
Then I asked him the same question. He paused and took a breath. "I just wish I could always say exactly what I feel without hurting people's feelings."
Dang. Lil homie really hits it home sometimes with his child-capacity for love and truth. I told him that was awesome and that he can always say what he feels, even if it does offend people. It's okay to sometimes offend people if you are saying the truth, I told him. He took another breath: "okay, well can I tell you something I've been thinking about you?"
I told him of course he can. "Well, you really need to cut your hair. When I lay in bed with you I don't like how it gets on my face."
Three cheers for the little ones, for their deep capacity to see clearly, for their ability to be unburdened by that which we "grown-ups" would deem as important, and for their powerful roles as tiny reminders of the grand possibility of love and life.