the things they say... {continued}

often when i'm with the kiddos and they say something ridiculously funny i run for a piece of paper and pen and jot it down. then i put that piece of paper in my wallet so i can share the silly sayings with my roomies and friends. and then my hope is to always write it down on here so that someday i can go back and read it again. and laugh.

here are two more things i've had sitting in my wallet for quite some time now.

i was talking with one little boy i babysit for about what he was going to be when he grows up.

the conversation went a little something like this -

n: I'm going to be everything when i grow up.

me: oh ya? what are some of the things you are going to be?

n: like a fireman... and a doctor... i would like to be a dad but i'm too shy to ask someone to be my wife

 i'll just call him n. he is 4 1/2 years old. he is too sweet, don't ya think?
haha oh brother. i can't even remember my response now.

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the kids at Sue's preschool are all about pirates and throwing innocent people (like myself, and now their favorite target, Kait) into the ocean and killing them and yada yada.so Loving, right? i like to hope this is indeed their love language. it's all i can hope when i walk in and immediately am being told to walk the plank and being called mean, piratey things. 

but anyways, they have a little play structure that they climb on and usually the "pirates" are telling the ordinary folk that they can't come on their ship for some reason or another.

sometime last week i hear one little boy yelling to one of the cutest and sweetest little girls at the school:

NO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ALLOWED ON THE SHIP!!

NO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!

AND YOU'RE ONE OF THEM!! (as he points to the girl)

this made me chuckle.

although it was sweet what he was saying or implying, that she was beautiful, my boss pointed out how funny it was that he was using such kinds words to still KEEP HER from being able to climb on the play structure.

ohh these kids. they kill me sometimes.

with laughter but also energy wise.

they definitely suck all the energy that's within me.

i'm definitely reconsidering whether i have the energy for kids anymore.

with that said, only 6 more days working at Sue's, with the kids i have spent the majority of my days with this year. i don't know where the time has gone.

and less than three weeks left in amherst.

i'm excited but scared that reality is going to hit me once the transition takes place and i find that all the things i'm excited for are so fleeting. i'm expecting the worst, i guess, assuming i should feel more sadness over excitement but that's not the case. or i think i have not thought about what leaving here will mean but have considered all the possibilities of being near Boston. i'm just scared that i'm not full of sadness. 

but i'm trying to tell myself it may be because it's a perfect time for transition. and because it's not a surprise/shocker, i knew it was coming. or because summer is around the corner and summer is my favorite season. and because it sounds nice to be able to have just one home instead of feeling torn between two and having to miss things in certain places when i'm at the other.

but reality hit me last night as i was sitting on the couch with jenn next to me, so graciously using her time to help me with my resume and cover letter. i will not have that at home. or at least living with my parents. i will have nothing like that there...the friendships, the community. i mean, i will have those things a r o u n d, just not in the place i go to bed. and that makes me sad. and i think that will be the hardest part, for sure. not having such sweet friends to share your nights with, going to zumba class, or watching tv with, or telling stories to.

i don't know what i feel exactly but i need to start thinking about it. and being sad over it, because it's ok to be sad about it.

amherst has been lovely.

and i don't know what my life would be like w/o the influence it has had on me.

the friends, the experiences, the memories.
how it's shaped me. the independence i've had.
the people i've met.
the way i've seen people follow Jesus.
the life God's given me here.
it has been really sweet and something to be thankful for.

i'm not quite sure what life will look like at home. but i hope it can be just a piece of  here, moved to boston. that i'll take the things i've learned and bring them wherever i go. and start fresh there.
because although i'm moving home fir a bit, i still want it to be like a fresh start to something new.
and that friendships will stay, yet change as we all grow and move to different places.

i hope this is just the beginning of something really exciting.
i'm 23 for goodness sake! life should be exciting!