Oak Tree in an Acorn: Baby Love!

Monday, September 8, 2008

Baby Love!

Who knew? Eve is the mothering-type. We should have guessed when she spends much of her time at meals feeding us rather than herself. We kind of thought she just liked watching our mouths chew, but we were wrong! She's a little mother in the making. Olivia never played with dolls. She cried when she saw a doll with a face (ones that were faceless never bothered her for some reason), and the only two dolls she was interested in were because they could preform some bodily function that she was fascinated with at the time...you know, the peeing and pooping kind of dolls. Eve has latched on to one of Olivia's cast-offs (if you can call a doll that when it's only been played with twice), and feels compelled to feed it and talk to it. She threw a tantrum yesterday when it was time to put the doll and spoon away. I don't know...maybe she will make a great chef some day, or a great mother, or a great chef and mother, or at least the mothering-type.

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Why the title, "Oak Tree in an Acorn"?

Well, really it's all about perspective when raising the girls. It helps me to think about the grand scheme of parenting and remember that what we do now affects how our little acorns will grow. Like an oak tree, we want them to be strong in their words and deeds, be able to withstand life's storms, set and reach their goals, and be people that others can lean on and trust.

We have an oak tree planted in our yard that came from an acorn my dad planted in a pot. This acorn came from a huge oak tree that was planted in the backyard of my dad's childhood home. My dad's father also planted this tree from an acorn he found on his hunting lease in the early 1960's. Our tree is thus a family heirloom, a "family tree".

It was the year of Olivia's birth when we planted our little sapling. It looked so very sad that winter with no leaves; it was, basically, like a stick rooted in the ground. Five years later, though, it stands 9 feet tall, and we continue to nurture it and watch it grow. We hope one year it will produce acorns of its own, and we can continue to pass on this family heirloom. We hope to remember it's example of how each acorn has the potential to be an oak tree, and how our acorns, Olivia and Genevieve, will one day, with help from God, become mighty oak trees themselves.