For Christmas, Kaitlyn got three of the American Girl dolls that she has been coveting for a few months now. Seeing the excitement build in her as she realized what was in each gift was amazing to witness.
The other night, I was walking down the hall from our bedroom to the family room, and I stopped right in my tracks. Straight down the hall from our room is Kaitlyn’s room, and I was able to catch a glimpse of what she was doing. There she was, sitting on her stool, right next to her dresser, reading. The reading part is not what stopped me, though. Next to her, she had her American Girl doll “Molly,” and she was reading to her. What she was doing was pretty obvious because she had the same demeanor that Amber and I have when we read to her, glancing from the book to her to make sure she is following along.
Over the past week or so, she has been referring to her dolls as her “daughters,” and she has learned, from example, how to make her “daughters” feel special. I guess it really is true that our kids emulate us, because the care and love she shows her dolls strongly resembles how Amber is with her (I would have included myself right there, but that would have been self-serving, and it is better for me to let Amber decide my impact as a parent).
The year is only a handful of days old, but Kaitlyn is already amazing us.