I caution my children when they are “running around like crazy beans”* that they need to be more careful because I worked hard on that, foot, arm, hand, finger or any other part that they happen to be placing in peril.
And I wonder about that. At what point will they stop being my creation?
The easy answer is both: 1.the day they were born and 2.never.
And I’m okay with that.
As I often comment to my husband as we watch in awe as our children, well simply, live.
We do good work.
Here’s hope you’re having a better Thursday than I am.
* I am not sure how it started but I always call them crazy beans when they are acting wild. And because beans are not, in fact, crazy I have developed a little cartoon in my mind called The Crazy Beans that helps to back up my claim. Isn’t the imagination wonderful?