My daughter is a typical 4 year old.. She wants to be just like her Momma. The beauty about this is that she already has the main ingredients to take after me: a strawberry tint to her hair, curls curls & more curls, a sassy attitude, a feisty temper, and freckles.


The first freckle came out sometime last summer and when I found it, I couldn’t contain my excitement. “Look Aubrey, you have a freckle! Just like Momma!” Her face lit up like the 4th of July. From that day on, she has called them her “sparkles” and she periodically makes sure to count them and check that they didn’t somehow fade away.

Sometime this week, we were in the car and she started talking about her “sparkles.” “Momma, look my sparkles! I have a bunch! I’m just like YOU, Momma!” I beamed with pride. But after a few minutes, I started feeling sad.. what if she gets as many as me instead of the few cute ones she has now? What if she doesn’t always love her sparkles? I was the only one in my family with millions of freckles and I loved them until I was teased for them. Then, I spent over a decade trying to hide them. No doubt, one day, my little girl might come home in tears because someone will call her freckle-face or say how ugly they are. They are going to take something that she’s proud of and make her ashamed of who she is.. who she was born to be.. and something she absolutely cannot change even if she wants to.

In that moment, a poem formed in my head. I hope to instill in her an unshakeable foundation of self confidence and self love but, I will keep it just in case she needs it. In case she hates her sparkles one day.


I hope, babygirl, that you’re always proud

Of your self and the sparkles on your skin

Mama had the same growing up

But she was ashamed of them

Each new mark from the sun’s rays

Lights up your face aglow

Don’t ever let anyone tell you

That they need to cause you sorrow

Because, you see, the sparkles are lovely

Just like your precious face

And as you grow older

They will wish to be in your place

Your curls will make you different

And your skin will never tan

Do not get discouraged, darling

They’re all done by His hand

You were made just like your Mama

And right now that makes your day

And nothing could make me happier

Than if you stayed this way


4 thoughts on “Sparkles

  1. Felicia

    Kayla you made me cry! Leave it to Aubrey to call them sprinkles!!! What a beautiful, innocent, happy thing to come up with?!? Ive loved those two since before they were here and You’re doing a great job with those babies! Love you all!


    • we love you very much! aubrey and jace are the funnest kids, i love the way their little brains work. we never stop laughing with them. hope to see you soon, miss you bunches xoxo


  2. meagen

    Omg that makes me so happy. I literally teared up. your doing a great job raising them little kiddos even though I dont get to see them in person I have watched them grow on Facebook. Thanks for putting a smile on my face. Its so hard to make girls understand how special and beautiful they are. Caroline wishes she didnt have curly hair. But its what makes her unique. Keep in touch sista


    • thank you meagen! means a lot when anyone compliments my parenting cus i’m sure you know just how hard it really is! you’re doing a great job, too.. caroline is adorable. tell her that everyone wants hair just like her and she needs to be super proud of it! 🙂 i wish i would have never straightened my curls growing up because i ended up frying them all! 😦


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