Innocence

While I was home sick last week, I had lots of time to flip through the channels on tv. I watched reruns of the 2010 VMA awards, which is something that I normally wouldn't have had the time to watch. I was strangely intrigued and inspired by a song that Taylor Swift sang. I say strangely because usually I'm more of an Audioslave, Godsmack kinda girl and not so much Taylor Swift but this truly was a beautiful song. It's alledgedly aimed at Kanye West and his antics at last years VMA's but that's neither here nor there. She sings about childhood, mistakes, forgiveness, and innocence and it just got me to thinking. About my childhood. About Maddox. Pondering the meaning of innocence, where it begins and ends and before I get too deep I will just say this. I am inspired, as a mother, to make Maddox's childhood magical. Like mine was. We are gonna read stories. Make forts in the living room with pillows and blankets and have Saturday morning cartoons. And Sunday morning chocolate chip pankcakes. We're gonna bake cookies for Santa and write him letters too. And go on adventures outside in the woods and save teeth for the tooth fairy. In the summer we'll catch firefly's and camp outside in the backyard and tell ghost stories. I will zip his puffy little snowjacket up to his chin and we will build snowmen. We will look for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and he will be Superman. Because one day he will be 12, 18, 24, 32...and he may feel so small in a big world that isn't so nice sometimes. And there will be nothing I can do to protect him from that. So for now, he is innocent, and he will believe in everything.