Her little voice came from the back seat, inquiring quietly after several minutes of silence. We were driving home from school, had already covered the basics: How was school today? What did you do? Did you make that? (Referring to an owl, her school mascot, made out of a pinecone.) My parenting style is relaxed and open. I let her know I’m here to talk, but I don’t push. I wait. In her own time, she opens up. This time, in interview form.
“Harry Potter” I told her.
What’s your favorite animal?
After each answer, she wrote something in her notebook. I smiled in the front seat, wondering what the page looked like, knowing she doesn’t know how to spell yet. When she wants to write something, we tell her letter-by-letter and she writes it down in big letters, often curling at the end of the page because she ran out of room.
What’s your favorite movie?
This one she said with a sly grin, because she knew the answer. “Harry Potter,” we said at the same time.
What’s your favorite thing to sit on? A couch or chair?
What’s your favorite thing to draw with?
What’s your favorite thing to do?
My favorite was when she said, “What’s your favorite color? Green.” Proud of herself for knowing. I was proud she knew, too.
Being a step mom has been a challenging experience at times, but moments like this reminded me of what a precious thing this time in itself is. She won’t be four forever, she won’t always want to know what my favorite book is or what I like to do. She won’t always want to talk to me. I tried to memorize every moment, every question, every gesture. Someday she’ll be grown, maybe a mother herself, maybe a businesswoman, maybe traveling the world. And the memories, those little precious moments, they will be what I hold on to.
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