Back at Ya! April 8, 2008
Butterfly had a sensitive day. From the moment I braided her hair for preschool and she cried out when I pulled it too tightly, to the fit of tears that overcame her when an eczema-covered knuckle touched her salty dinner, to her angry yells toward both myself and her sister when we accidentally bumped her arm or leg, she overreacted to every unintended “injury” today. I took her moodiness in stride for the most part, trying to remain calm even as she flailed around. After a similar incident during her bedtime potty break, I tried another tactic. She’s recently become enamored with the Disney princesses, so I said, “You gotta toughen up, gal! Princesses are tough, you know!”
Her matter-of-fact, though slightly whiny response as I followed her into her bedroom? “I’m not a princess, Mommy. I’m a three-year-old girl.”
How is it that she continues to teach her parents, oblivious to the lessons she’s imparting through words that sound completely sensical to her?
Butterfly is wise beyond her years!
That’s why I love kids. They’re refreshingly honest and sincere.
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From the mouths of babes…. sometimes they say it so succinctly.