Family How My Six-Year-Old Sees Me written by Beth September 6, 2013 How My Six-Year-Old Sees Me was last modified: September 6th, 2013 by Beth 9 comments Leave a Comment Facebook Twitter Google + Pinterest previous post The Way My Brain Works After a Summer Home With My Kids (And a Recipe for Granola) next post How to Access Your Greatest Superpower Anytime You Choose You may also like Blog Post Number One – You Gotta Start Somewhere October 19, 2011 6 Things I Wouldn’t Change About My Teenage Rebellion (And the One Thing I Would) September 22, 2014 Easter + A Last-Minute Roadtrip April 1, 2013 My Christmas Tree is Still Bare and We’re Skipping the Gingerbread December 16, 2011 Moving Unexpectedly and a Day at the Fair May 21, 2012 The Way My Brain Works After a Summer Home With My Kids (And a Recipe for Granola) August 29, 2013 12 Tools for Changing the World (That You Might Already Have at Home) November 8, 2012 Making a Huge Mess, I Mean Birthday Piñatas March 15, 2012 The Ways in Which We Limit Ourselves February 20, 2012 How I Nearly Lost My Shit Trying to Keep My Kids in “The Ideal School” September 14, 2012 9 comments Laura September 6, 2013 at 11:37 pm How adorable!!! Those are three of my favorite things too…all of which I haven’t had enough time for lately. 🙂 Reply Mark September 7, 2013 at 10:57 pm you should probably eat too. Reply Taos September 8, 2013 at 12:00 am OMG!!!!! LOVE it! Ahh stella. Reply Amanda September 8, 2013 at 5:26 am I find this story remarkably comforting. I must have a newborn because I also find myself thinking, that’s what I’m supposed to be and do too. Where has my focus gone? Oh, to the same place my sleep has… Reply Babs September 8, 2013 at 3:54 pm No words necessary! Great post. Reply vic September 9, 2013 at 11:42 am Always with a smile. Reply Rita@thissortaoldlife September 9, 2013 at 12:52 pm This is awesome! When my daughter was 6, she told me she didn’t want to be a mommy because mommies have to put their kids before their art. When I suggested it was possible to both create art and mother, she said, “But you don’t.” Stopped me cold. I didn’t know until that moment how much she took in. I’d like to say that I was different after that, that I’ve been able to give her a model of how to be a woman in which I’ve been able to equally honor both parts of myself, but I haven’t. I will say it was the beginning of a long and on-going conversation. (She is 15 now.) Reply Eva September 10, 2013 at 8:19 pm hahahaha, I love this! greetings from Vienna Reply lindsey @ NW Backyard Veggies September 12, 2013 at 9:57 pm I am new to your blog and I love it! This series of pictures is friggin’ hilarious. And a total compliment, in my book. For who could ever read and write too much?!? 🙂 Reply Leave a Comment Cancel Reply Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.