A couple of months ago, I signed the girlie up for an after-school cooking class - something sponsored by the school's PTA, to occur on-site, geared to kindergarteners and first graders. It starts today.
This morning, I reminded her that she'd be going to it this afternoon. She burst into tears, wailed, rent her garments, kicked me, complained that she wouldn't know anyone, and insisted that she didn't want to learn to cook.
I changed the subject, and eventually we got out of the house, reasonably well fed and clothed.
As I pulled into the school parking lot, she said "it's okay, Mommy, I'll try the cooking class". Without prompting. Without me having brought it up again.
She is going to be a fierce teenager.
On a vaguely related note, Tracee Sioux has relaunched her site - it's now The Girl Revolution, and it's all about empowering girls and bashing sexism over the head. You have a girl? Go check it out.
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Red often has the same reaction to things. They resist change and have to process it by wailing. Then, they are cool with it. I will look at that site. Thanks.
Well done, Mama, well done;)
You know, I still process things like that sometimes. M is lucky that you allow her to do so.
I know this reaction very, very well. In like a lion, out like a lamb.
we had almost exactly the same scene about karate today...
My daughter definitely likes to get the lay of the land before she jumps in.
My mother warns me that my child will be worse. And really. I was so far gone that there couldn't be worse. Unless she finds religion. Then I'm sunk.
I tell my daughter she's fierce sometimes and she says, "Fierce like a T Rex eating a Triceratops?" Yep. Exactly like that.
: )
Thanks so much for the link Magpie!
You and me both. Let's enjoy the rated G attitude while we can.
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