Static

Erin used to just be out-of-the-box, but these days we joke that she has crumpled up the box and kicked it off into a forgotten corner leaving her to wonder, "Box? What box?!" Her confidence allows a viewpoint that often strays far outside the norm. She is intriguing in her lack of predictability and yet her very preference for a certain order. Her perspective, observations, and questions tend to set the wheels of one's mind and imagination spinning, unless they just stop a Mama dead in her tracks, of course.
The mister and I were talking about Erin's World yesterday. She is different from most kids her age living in our suburban bubble. Her daddy has only ever worked for the same company until today. She has always shared a room in the same house, on the same street, in the same neighborhood, in the same town where she was born. She attends second grade in the elementary school where both her middle school siblings attended kindergarten. With Daddy working from home, and Mommy "staying" at home she has the benefit of two at-home parents. Since everything in her life is generally static, it surprises me that Erin herself is so not. I wonder if the constancy in her day-to-day enables her freedom of thought and flights of fancy?