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It’s good to have dreams. I have hopes and dreams but I’m the type that likes to keep them under wraps and then diligently work towards achieving them. Not so my husband, Michael. He is a big, visionary, let’s paint the sky purple and fly on surfboards to see the moon–in other words, he is a dream big type of person. He doesn’t care if you think he sounds crazy or if it seems impossible.
Sometimes I can be negative and give him the side eye. I mean, really? What kind of paint could we use that would evaporate in the clouds? How much would that cost? Would we be able to install seat belts onto the surfboards? What if it rains?
I don’t want to say that I’m a Debbie Downer or a Nancy Negative but sometimes reality is heavy on my shoulders and I get a little uptight. Dreaming is something for people who have the time, I grumble. But when I witness my children sitting on their father’s lap, chatting and giggling, dreaming up things for their future, I realize how special his capacity to dream really is. And if it wasn’t for him, our children would miss out.
Last week, Michael was making an early dinner for our kids because Monday nights are always slammed with Boy Scout meetings. Together with our daughter’s Maya and Xixi, they made mini pizzas made on pita bread rounds from. They sprinkled cheese, perfected their seasoning blend and began to dream about Maya’s own pizza shop called “Midgey’s”. Midgey’s would be unique because all of the pizzas would be made on mini-pita rounds and you can make it to order. All of the toppings would come from an organic veggie garden. Remember the photo processing huts from way back that you could drive through and pick up your photos? They envisioned a drive thru mini-pizza stand, complete with a giant pizza on a fork on the roof, and signage that said, Midgey’s.
We all wondered if it would be politically correct to call it Midgey’s since that is short for midget–Maya’s nickname since she was a baby–and all the pizzas would be “mini”. Hmmph. We decided it was okay because this was their dream. And no one can tell you no in your dreams.
Dream big, for yourself and for your children. I promise, they will remember.
When was the last time you dreamed with your child?
Image source: All photos are from my Instagram feed.
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