There is little more joy in this life than hanging out with kids. Playing chase and scream, superhero fairy godmother, and bad guy meets hoppy bunny frog games with these imaginative little smarties truly made my week. On Thursday, we had a sweet little guy come in who picked up a baseball hat (he deemed it his Power Hat) and then walked up to a little girl and said “Hey friend, let’s run in circles!” The two were immediate besties (later he said “Hey friend, let’s run again but my dad says this time no screaming!” 😹) and the play went on for almost an hour - they couldn’t have been happier.
Play is such an important part of who we are, and I think it’s something we always need to protect. My kids regularly tell me that I’m more like a kid than a grownup - and it’s probably the thing that I most hope they retain as they get bigger. (My kids - at 9 to 14 - still play full-house games of hide and seek on the regular.) The lightness, the silliness, the ease of smiles and sharing of thoughts, the huge hugs, the fearlessness - they’re such beautiful qualities and the brightest reflection of what it is to be human.
When we initiated our rebrand last summer, the way I defined it was “Kids as they are.” You’ll regularly hear me fussing in the office about content we are producing - anything that looks like a child has been asked to pose or has been made "perfect" or is smiling to make anybody but themselves happy just isn’t the vibe for me. It feels like we are trying to take away that treasured little humanity - my strong (and not quiet) preference is for the silly expressions, the bright, mischief-filled eyes, the dinosaurs mid-roar.
That’s who they are. That’s who we are.
I hope that our cozy-comfy gear captures your kids as they are and that we as parents, grandparents, aunties and uncles, and family friends are always helping them hold onto and create and grow their own “as they are.” There’s literally nothing more precious - in them, and in us - on this earth.
As always,
my inbox is open - your letters mean a ton to me (and I write back to every single one).
Jacquelyn