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

Friday, July 8, 2011

The Unanswerable

WHY is it ALWAYS someone else's friends!?

Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. SLAM!
Which was probably for the best, because I wouldn't have known what to say, anyway.

I don't think it was really a question.

A friend of Buddy's had just arrived to play, and they headed up to Buddy's room.

Can I play in your room, too?
You're not allowed past the bathroom.

Which was true. And, really, much kinder than just saying plain no.

Our upstairs goes: my room, Princess's room, children's bathroom, Peanut/the Cuddle Bear's room, Buddy's room, and Princess is not allowed past the bathroom for several reasons, most of which involve hitting and stealing. But the real reason Buddy said that was because he needs normal, neurotypical breaks with normal, neurotypical friends.

This year Princess was invited to one birthday party.

Why is it always someone else's friends?
Well, we both know why.
It's just neither of us know what to do next.


  1. Ugh, no, there really is nothing to say. My daughter had one invite this year, the one party where the girl invited her whole class.

  2. So hard to watch a child struggle with these difficult things. You balance your son's needs and your daughter's high nurture demands so beautifully.