Design

So Riley's been obsessed with Littlest Pet Shop toys for a few years now. She has quite a collection. While most kids her age are outgrowing them, she is still in love. She studies them, peering into their big eyed faces, memorizing the unique features of each little figure.

Yesterday we were talking about them and I'm always thinking about how we can parlay her interests into career options.

"You know Riley, someone has the job of designing LPS toys. Someone out there draws the plans, creates each new LPS character. There has to be someone to physically make the toys, but before all that, someone is designing them.

Her eyes lit up.

"If you think about it, everything was designed. Look at the TV over there. They are all similar, but each brand looks a little different."

She looked around the room.

"Someone designed that book shelf!" she said.

"Someone designed the fireplace," I said.

We searched the room, continuing to name objects, noting how someone must have had the vision of them before they came into being.

After a few minutes it was quiet, we were both thinking.

Then,

"God designed me," she said emphatically.

"I love how you are designed," I smiled.

"Thank you," she said sweetly.

Her arm tic went full throttle. Always when she is happily engaged. Stoked.

Own where you come from.

Know who you are.

Ever becoming.

A beautifully unfolding design.