You've been wearing your beloved purple dress less and less these days. Every time you put it on it becomes harder to button as you grow. You've taken to wearing a long sleeved shirt underneath it so the fabric doesn't rub your armpits since it's a little bit smaller every time you wear it.
Today you were helping Willow pick out her clothes and you came across your dress. I watched as you held it, pausing, the wheels turning in your head. You looked at your little sister, and then back at your dress. She looked back at you, and without a word she knew what you were thinking.
"Willow, this is too small for me now. You can wear it." I could tell it was hard for you to say it, but I think the joy on your sisters face made it all worth it for you. Once she had it on and gave it a test twirl, you pulled her aside and explained "you have to be responsible with the purple dress. No crawling around on your knees or you'll tear it. You have to hold it up when you pee."
I can't begin to tell you how proud of you I am for passing on something that has been so important to you. I suppose we're doing something right when you are realizing that making someone you love happy is much more important than the value of a thing. You're such an awesome kid.
Here's to many more purple dress days.
Love,
Mom
