"Mom, how does the Tooth Fairy fly through the air?"
"How do YOU think?"
"I think moms do it."
"Ah."
"But how can a Mom be a Tooth Fairy?"
"Good moms are lots of things, Princess."
"OH."

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

AC Day Four: Overachieving Bites Me in the Butt




Well, in typical overachiever fashion, here's day four:






Still no bonding activity. I honestly thought it would be the Mom Time that would be difficult. But no, I apparently can knock out twenty minutes, no problem. It's the ten minutes of hand-holding that's stumping me.

And the hugs. Pretty disappointing there. But I do think (this time) my excuse is valid. This is what we were doing for most of the day instead:






For Mom Time, we read Princess's current favorite book : The Care and Keeping of You.
We're on the chapter of breasts and bras. I bought this book when I panicked, thinking Princess was going to hit puberty. I figured she was going to be, er, "full-fledged" by nine. Without going into details, er, the doctor assured me I was misinterpreting various signs, and she probably won't be there until ten. Which is still WAY to young. But at least I have another year to refine toileting skills before we have to add another layer of hygiene to not do. And she won't be one of the first girls in her class. At any rate, I figured it wouldn't hurt to read it two or six or four thousand times between now and then.

Buddy stumbled in during Mom Time, and wanted to stay when he heard the content. I've been hiding this book ever since I found Buddy completely engrossed in it. I asked him what he found interesting in there, and he said he was hoping for pictures of naked chicks. Well, that's not an exact quote. I took the book and said, "well, they're in there. For educational purposes only." So, after I booted him and finished Mom time, I asked what he wanted to know about bras. He said, "what colors are they and what kinds are there. So I showed him the illustration of the different varieties to choose from.

I'm hoping for the Clinical Information Removing the Mystique Phenomenon. Good luck to me.

While we were snuggling, Princess picked up her Kimochi cloud doll (these are super-great for communicating about emotions- I seriously recommend these; thanks Aunt Beth!), turned his head to the frowny side, and said, "this is me yesterday when I said mean things to you." Then she turned it to the smiley side and said, "this was me today!" I said, "boy, he sure looks like he feels good today; I wonder what big feeling made him so angry yesterday." She said a pretty typical, "I told you to shut up," although I thought it was very interesting that I was talking about Cloudy and she was answering about herself. Then I said, "but there was a really big feeling right before you told me to shut up. I wonder what it was." And I swear she was about to say something real.

And then Jorge howled at the Cuddle Bear. Sigh.

2 comments:

  1. We're dealing with the onset too and looking like 10 as well. Arrggghhh. This was a new discovery this weekend.

    We have the same book and read, re-read, read, re-read. Good book.

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  2. I was fully planning on hormone therapy if it was going to hit next year (she'd be EIGHT!!!). But 10, at least she'll be in the middle of the pile of girls. Not fun, not fair, but I can deal.

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