Danni has a new ‘do’. She decided to take matters, and scissors, into her own hands and give herself a haircut. I must admit that it’s my vanity that is suffering, she could care less. She only cried about it because she saw me getting emotional. I have a hard time finding the “line”. Where do my children stop projecting us (their parents)? It’s so easy to get caught up in pride when one of them excels at something; their success somehow is a mirror of what great parents they have. And yet when there’s a hitch in their get a long the shame and/or embarrassment comes upon us just as strongly. I have decided to let go of this one. She’s three and doesn’t care that her hair is wacked! I shouldn’t care either. Maybe it’s her ease with herself that I should be focusing on, not the look of her coif.
I do know that children are so aware of what we do. Danni helps in the kitchen all the time. One of her favorite jobs is cracking eggs. I have shown her how to tap it open, put in her thumbs and pull the shell apart. That’s what I taught her…. But she sees something completely different when I’m cooking. I do the one handed crack. I don’t have time to use both hands! So what does she try to do? You guessed it! We may have a few egg shell crumbs in our food, that’s my fault, and I’m fine with that!