micah has been very in tune with the sacred feminine lately. she has been playing midwife these past few days. she brings a doll to show me, and says, "this is a pregnant mama. she's about to have her baby." then she settles the mama doll on our bed and pushes on the doll's belly, tellling me, "i am helping her push her baby out!" she holds the doll's legs up and squeals with excitement, "there's the head, can you see the head mama?!" when the baby is born, micah cradles the mama doll in her arms and whispers, "you did so good, you did so good..."

last night on our walk, i pointed to the full moon and said, "hey micah, there's mr. moon in the sky!" she thought for a moment, then told me, "mama, that's a 'her' moon."