CommuterMom: The Sky’s the Limit

I often wonder what CommuterGirl will be when she grows up.

Some days I think CommuterGirl will be a hair stylist — she loves to play with my hair. She will spend a good 10 minutes making sure each hair is in just the right place. And, I’ll never forget the hours that CommuterDad and I sat with the hair dryer running near her bouncy seat so that she would stop crying.

Maybe she’ll sell or design shoes. She certainly spends a lot of time bringing our shoes out of the closet every morning. She will proudly stomp around the room with an open-toe black dress shoe on one foot, and a brown flat on the other.

Maybe she will be a vet. She loves to play with the dog. Dressing him up, covering him with a blanket when he’s sleeping. Hours are spent outside “throwing” the ball for him. She frequently lifts his ear to see what’s going on inside. Oh, and we can’t forget how helpful she is when it comes time to feed the dog — she gets most of the food in his bowl.

She can be anything she wants to be, but what I hope for the most is that she is kind and loving, and a good person. I hope she will treat others the way she treats her baby doll. She wraps her up to keep her warm, cuddles and rocks her, takes her for walks, shares her food with her and teaches her everything she knows.