Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Metaphorical Mixup

Among all the wonderful reasons I love children (especially my own), a constant source of laughter is one of the tops. 

Just the way they interpret things in their own little innocent minds is a fool-proof way to bring a smile to one's face, in this case, it brought a bowlful of laughter to boot. 

Recently, my youngest daughter has had a hard time dealing with a certain schoolmate's unkindness. Oh, the times I wish I had a magic wand and make it all better for her are too numerous to mention. Kids will be kids and unfortunately, we have to deal with the "bullies" in life. I often wish I could just become small like her and be her best friend on the playground and protect my little angel, I have to jerk myself back to reality and provide the best guidance I can for her. 

One particular day, after I picked up two youngest kiddos from school, we were headed out of the parking lot when all of the sudden my daughter, Marissa, almost started crying telling me about her latest ordeal. Her brother and I listened patiently  to her story. I calmly tell her that even though people can be mean and cruel at times, it's best to still try to be kind when you have to deal with them. She must avoid the other child as much as she can and to be the better person and treat others positively but to also not let people run all over her. Then I tell her, "you just have to kill her with kindness" Her brother pipes in with "Yeah, Rissa, kill her with kindness!!" along with his own list of suggestions. 

Marissa sat back looking thoughtful when I quickly glanced back at her in my rear-view mirror as I drove on home. After what seemed like a very deep thoughtful process, she finally responds by asking, "You mean I hafta put niceness on a fork and stab her???"

Her brother and I just burst into laughter .... I forget how sometimes I've got to explain things without so much metaphorical lingo to such tender and innocent youth.




the bully situation was dealt with and Marissa has since learned to handle herself quite well. She was 6 at the time
..now 8.

Pootin'-nanny

Originally posted in an old blog which was blasted from the web universe by
the Evil Corporate Empire in a galaxy far far away
{Monday, November 13, 2006}


Kids,
Brutally honest little devils they can be sometimes.
After having 3 kids I thought there was nothing more that they could
possibly say or do to embarrass me in public. I am continually proven wrong.
My daughter and I set out to our local drug store to buy a few of this-and-thats.
We were standing in one aisle as I was reading over the label of a snack item
to see just what I was going to be eating when I noticed we had a
potential member of an audience join us in the aisle.
Without fail, my 4 year old daughter says (quite loudly), "Mom! You pooted!!"
without missing a beat I nonchalantly answer, "Not this time darling"
"oh yes you DID!", she argues.
"I most certainly did not, that was you lil miss stink butts"
at this point she seems a bit distressed that she could not pin the offense on me.
I still see our "audience" is with us from the corner of my eye when
I am overtaken by an odor most foul.
"Gag a maggot, 'Riss! You're gonna kill someone with that one!"
Poor dear was near tears when I suddenly realize my daughter's innocence.
As I glance up to see that we are still not alone,
I see a little older lady high-tailing it around the corner.
I quickly give my daughter a hug and tell her I was sorry and that I did not think it either of us. I felt so bad for the little old lady and the embarrassment she had just endured
as well as blaming the crime on my daughter which she was completely innocent (this time).
We quickly finish our little shopping adventure and proceed to the checkout.
Just when I thought the worst was over:
My daughter is tugging on my arm as the cashier scans the last item.
"MOM!", she says in her not so whispery voice "there's the stinky lady!!"
I look up in horror and see that the culprit is right behind us in line.
I quickly swipe my card, wish the cashier a good day, grab my daughter
and our bags and quickly leave the store.



Candy bar for peace offering: .99
2 drinks: $2.49
Dove candy bar to help with my guilt: $1.89 (( i bought 2!! ))

the look on the stinky ladies face: PRICELESS!