Tuesday, June 23, 2015

freedom

I know I've said this about a million times before, but I just love watching Millie grow up and develop interests, and I never stop imagining what she might be like someday. What she'll be passionate about. What will fire her up. What she'll hate.

What a privilege it is to watch her grow. I'll never stop being thankful.

At any rate, over the weekend I caught a glimpse of some of her recent passions- the kind that translated easily (in my imagination) from baby passions to possible later grown-up interests. It was like a little glimpse into the future- and I must say, I liked what I saw.

Millie, it seems, is going to be a freedom fighter. (But hopefully not the kind that gets involved with scary paramilitary groups.) This girl does not stand for oppression. 

Set the captives free!!!!, she says. I'll help!

Of course, her world is a little bit limited right now. So oppression and captivity is all relative. Even still: she won't stand for it.

Especially not on her turf.

JAMMIES!!! Why are you guys all stuffed in a drawer?? JAMMIES ARE MEANT TO BE FREE!!

Jammies, I have rescued you from your turquoise prison. 

JAMMIES!!! I SAID YOU ARE FREE!! WHY DON'T YOU AT LEAST ACT GRATEFUL OR SOMETHING??!
 Shortly after Operation: Free the Jammies concluded, she was devastated to see them re-oppressed by the mean dictator (aka Mommy). But since her attention span is only about two seconds long, she didn't shed too many tears over it. She just moved on to her next cause.

Kleenexes!!!! Never again shall you all be smooshed into that tiny, oppressive package!!

I have freed you, and now I shall kiss each one of you. Then maybe you won't try to do something awful like wipe my boogies away later... 
I mean, on the one hand, it's silly to project intentions and causes onto a baby like this. But on the other hand, it's a lot more fun than just being irritated by a mess of pajamas and tissues...so, I choose projection. Besides, you never know. I would be proud for Millie to grow up into someone passionate about bringing freedom to captives. Someone who stands up for what is right. 

Did someone say 'stand up'??
I can't wait to see who she becomes...but also, no rush, Mills. This standing up nonsense can definitely wait a bit, if it's all the same to you. 

9 comments:

  1. Eek, I really can't believe she is old enough to be standing on her own - she'll be walking before I know it!

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  2. Agree with Allison. . . Cannot believe she is already standing. . . make it stop!

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  3. Colby and Clara would definitely join in on this, particularly when wipes are involved... they always want to set the wipes free (ALL OF THEM) from the oppressive wipe box!

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  4. So funny! Wait till she tries to dress herself with all of the clothes in her dresser! My daughter did that once, and all I could do was laugh and think, "My name is Chandler...could I BE wearing any more clothes?"

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  5. Turquoise prison!πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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  6. She MUST. FREE. THE. BOOKS. Books cannot be enslaved, held captive as though they were jammies or kleenex. At least that's what Henry thinks. I feel like they could be a political dream team, fighting for freedom.

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  7. Love this. When Elaina was about Millie's age, she had a similar sense of justice for all the tupperware in our cabinet. Now we have Yuna, who feels that all of the cotton in any toy we buy for her is being savagely oppressed, and she sets about freeing it immediately and continuously until her objective has been met and meticulously spread all over the floor. This probably explains why we usually only get her lame rubber/non-destroyable dog toys...

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  8. Free the oppressed Millie! Keep it up!!!

    Also, your captions about what Millie is thinking really make these posts. And here's Dave's take on the same idea: http://daveandnatasha.blogspot.ca/2011/03/cser-in-making-time-will-tell.html

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  9. My niece is close to standing! She did it for about .02 seconds this weekend! It's just crazy to me that at one point in our lives we had no idea how to crawl, stand, walk, run, go to the bathroom in a toilet… :P

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