The lights are out. Night time routine done. I'm lying next to you, penguin pillow supporting my head. Your head rests on the star princess pillow your great Aunt Marina gave you last June while we were in Italy. I'm dozing off, thinking to myself I should get up, get on with something.
You turn to look at me through the dark, eyes bright.
You: "Mum, I don't want to get bigger".
Me: "Really, why?"
You: "I want to stay like this, just like this".
I think about what to say, my head acknowledging the fact that it's unlikely you'll stay just like this, my heart suggesting that you are already perfection. The conflict rages on inside me. I simply say, "We'll see".
There's something to be learnt from childhood declarations like these. Living right now, in the moment, being content with who you are at this time. What a lesson, what a joy.
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