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This week’s FMF writing prompt is: TEACH
Setting my timer for five minutes, and . . . GO.Â
Parenting is a sanctifying process.
It’s also quite a learning experience. An ongoing sanctifying learning experience.
I’ve learned so much from my kids — about the world, about God, about myself. About hair.
Yes, hair. When I was nine months pregnant with my firstborn, I sat on the edge of the bed and started crying. My husband put his hand on my shoulder and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“What if it’s a girl?” I cried. “What will I do with her hair?”
It was a girl, and it took me no less than nine years to get any semblance of an idea what I was supposed to do with her hair.
Now she’s 16, and I’m still learning.
As a white mom of a biracial daughter, I’ve had a lot of learning to do. My poor girlie hasn’t learned how to care for her hair from me . . . she’s had to learn from YouTube, then persuade me that she knows what she’s doing.
A few months ago it was a weave. I had no idea how it worked, and I felt stupid having to ask anyone. Eventually we made it happen.
This past week, it was box braids. A first at our house, and hopefully the last time for a while.
I had to laugh when my daughter had two of her white friends over the other day to help her with her hair. First she had to explain what box braids were, then she showed her friends how to attach the hair extensions to her own so she could braid them down.
That’s my girl, I thought. She’s in here giving us white girls an education.Â
STOP.
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Join us with your own five-minute freewrite below, then visit your link-up neighbor to read their post and leave an encouraging comment:Â
This Smart Phone’s really teaching me
that I am quite the drongo,
a model of stupidity,
and you may call me Mongo.
I keep losing the current screen
(oh, no, please don’t do THAT),
replaced by the stock background scene,
a sleepy tabby-cat.
I know my fingers are too big
for this little keyboard,
but I am making such a pig
of this process, oh my Lord,
and can scarce contain my rage
at being dragged into the Modem Age.
Kate, what a refreshing story. Thank you for sharing this really made me smile. Blessings.
~Selah ~
Kate, what a refreshing story. This really made me smile. Blessings.
~Selah ~
Totally had to look up box braids!?!:) What fun, though!!
It’s amazing what we’ll learn for our kids and from our kids, isn’t it?