Frenzied Family #4: The Neekum-Nope and other such sillies

Screen Shot 2013-03-18 at 10.51.44 AMToday while my kids were all sitting on my lap (there’s 4 it’s getting too small), I asked them, “Hey where’s your Neekum-nope?”

Addie started looking all over her body including the bottom of her feet (which would be my guess). She responded with, “Mama, ere’s a neepen-nip?”

Cadie confused but slowly lifted her finger to her nose. (sounds probable)

Oren jumped up and thought about it for a minute. He replied, “is it here?” and pointing to his shoulder blade. Then quizzically said, “what even is a neekum-nope?”

I told him, “I have no idea, but I heard about it and was wondering if you knew.”

That was a reasonable answer.

Yesterday, we turned on “Thrift Shop” by Macklemore (edited version) and had a dance party in our living room.

Today my daughter is wearing polka dot pants and a floral shirt with a Cinderella dress on top. The other one is wearing zebra print pants and a blue shirt with a Snow White shirt.

Why?

Well, simply put, to be silly.

I want my kids to be creative, silly, carefree, and just plain FREE to be them.

I want them to be able to do those things in our home where its safe to explore outside the “norm” and I know they will be loved for doing so.

I want them to laugh and giggle and explore the world and to enjoy it differently than others.

In our days of plans, business, duties and chores, being silly is a way to think and do things that encourage creativeness. It’s about breaking up the monotony, having fun, and really growing together, and encouraging different.

Living life different is necessary for the Christian life.

Living life different and finding silly moments is necessary for producing joy in the midst of the mundane and the hard work of life.

Philippians 4: 12 Screen Shot 2013-03-18 at 10.51.57 AMActually, I don’t have a sense of needing anything personally. I’ve learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I’m just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I’ve found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am. I don’t mean that your help didn’t mean a lot to me—it did. It was a beautiful thing that you came alongside me in my troubles.

Try it sometime. Laugh for the sake of laughing. Throw out a made up word. Dance to the beat of your own drum. Go out to ice cream for the heck of it.

I dare you.

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