So my family doesn’t “have” children. I have three older brothers; I’m the youngest at 36.
And for a long while, there were no grandchildren for my mother. Poor woman.
But finally! Alas! My oldest brother James had a beautiful little girl named Grace. Grace is exceptionally beautiful, she really is, I’m not just being a doting aunt. Grace is unnaturally intelligent and kind, very girly. Some have even said that Grace is in Indigo Child. Indigo children are sort of….more evolved. They’re smarter, more intelligent, and very strong willed, almost…gifted. Either way, Grace is an old soul; there is no doubt in my mind.
Here is Grace:
Then James had Jack.
Jack seems to be the opposite of his older sister. Jack is very quiet, but very silly. He likes to make jokes and eat food. We often see him dressed up in some of Grace’s dress up clothes, and sometimes looks a bit like a used car salesmen, with his little boy tummy and his sleepy eyes.
Here is Jack:
My brother told me the other day that Grace will come up to him and say “I’d like to learn math”, or “I’d like to learn how to read”, or “I’d like to learn to write letters”.
Then he said Jack will say “I’m going to poop my pants all day!”
This has been making me laugh for over a week now.
We have decided that Jack is a brand new soul. Branjy new.
1 comment:
i just heard the term indigo recently. i like it. i think i might have a bit of it in me. it's a cool concept.
i like this story ... we need both kinds of souls.
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