Freedom

I've been wanting Lizza to have more space to be Lizza. Giving your kids choices can sometimes remind you how much control you really want to have -- but lately I've been feeling like the more choices she has -- the less either of us has to cry. So on Monday Lizza wore this helmet and no shoes to pick up "the guls" from school. Yesterday she wore a shirt, boots, and no pants to drop off Quinn's lunch. Today she wore a sundress in a snow storm. She's happy. I'm happy. My love for her grows every single day. My love for all of them has been growing like that lately. It's the best out of control ever!