My children in One Word

My friend was asked to sum up her children with one word. I thought this would be so hard, and it was. I started thinking what words I would choose if I was asked about my children. I don’t want to sound like a bragging mother, but my children are the best and have soooo many qualities that I could have picked. Here is my best attempt to narrow it down to one word. :)

My oldest daughter would have to be leader. She has always known what she wants and goes after it. If people are in her way she doesn’t push them aside she delegates tasks to them to help her achieve her goal. Every time we babysit the nieces she takes it upon herself to organize stations to keep the kids busy. Also, one summer, while she was attending a summer camp, she wanted to have a talent show. The camp leader said that would be fine but you have to organize it. The camp leader thought that would discourage her. She delegated flyers, posters and then went around to every child and teacher to ask them to be in the talent show. If one of the kids didn’t want to participate she helped them find a talent. She had some boys making paper airplanes and lifting big rocks. She had a huge turnout and it was a big success. She also thought that since they scheduled during lunch that they should bring cookies because the parents wouldn’t have time to eat lunch before returning to work.

My son’s word would be kind. He is always very thoughtful to everyone including his sisters. One day we visited a rest home and took picture frames that the kids made. I have to be honest, I sometimes feel uncomfortable in the rest homes. My son felt right at home and he made sure everyone had a picture frame. He also would make sure to talk to everyone. One lady kept asking him the same questions over and over. He just smiled and kept answering her. As we were leaving he notices one elderly man walking by himself. He said that he didn’t get a frame. Without even thinking about it he grabbed a frame and ran over to him. He held his hand and walked with him. Then he gave him the frame. When he came back he said that really made that man happy.

My youngest daughter’s word would have to be happy. She is always happy, and if she isn’t then she will let you know why. The other night she wasn’t happy because she didn’t have a place to sit on the couch. She started to lecture me that clean clothes (waiting to be folded and put a way) didn’t belong on the couch or the floor. They should be put away in the dresser. This made me happy for one, because she can tell me why she isn’t happy and also maybe she can find a way to live her life more organized so the clothes don’t sit on the couch for more than an hour waiting to be folded. Even when she was a baby she was happy, (in fact I was ready to ask the doctor what was wrong with her because she never cried.) She is always playing jokes on her family and continues to get in trouble at the dinner table for making the other kids laugh because they either start to choke or spit their food out. Even at school the teachers comment on how happy she is and how easily she makes friends.