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Just Be Little

I have two daughters and a son. All three of my kids have always loved dressing up in costumes. My son, who is now seventeen, spent many an afternoon as a little boy in full Peter Pan costume climbing trees in our yard. He has been an army man in head-to-toe camouflage, a pirate, Robinhood, a cowboy and a knight. The girls, on the other hand, have always loved to be some sort of princess. While Faith preferred Snow White or Jasmine, Grace always loved Cinderella.

One afternoon when Grace got out of the bathtub, she begged for me to make her Cinderella. We dug through the toy box to find her blue princess dress. After a thorough search, we located both of Cinderella’s light-up slippers, her crown, her wand, white gloves and even a black ribbon choker necklace to go around her neck.

Grace’s face lit with each piece I placed on her. Once fully dressed, I put her hair in a bun and pronounced her a princess. My sweet girl giggled and twirled in circles to watch the way her dress would spin. She ran down the hall to her room where she found some plastic pearl necklaces and a giant “diamond” ring.

I went back to folding clothes. But a few minutes later, Grace appeared beside me with a serious face. “Mama, can you change me back into a little girl?”

As I peeled off the layers, the princess changed back into my sweet little Grace. When she was “back into a little girl,” she climbed up in my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pulled back to see my eyes, “I’m glad I’m your little girl, Mama.”

As the kids have grown, I’ve watched the same thing happen yet again and again. They have gotten older and “put on the clothes” of a middle schooler, a high schooler, a football star, a cheerleader…the list goes on. But even the six-foot-five, seventeen-year-old young man who will head off to college next year still comes and lays his head on my shoulder or in my lap sometimes and just wants to be the little boy and let me be his mama.

No matter the age of your children, enjoy every moment. Let them wear princess dresses and Peter Pan costumes to the grocery store when they are little. And when they are older, always let them take off the costumes of life and just be your child.

In the same way, know your Heavenly Father always has open arms for His children to know and feel His love.

By: Carol Hatcher is a former elementary teacher turned writer. This author and speaker lives with her husband and three children in Georgia. Come visit her at

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  1. Love it carol.

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