How does she get so girly?

August 1, 2009 by Barbara.

Reid went to a birthday party of a little boy in her class on Sunday afternoon. When a present was first mentioned, she told me that J likes Spiderman and that we should choose something involving him. I’d already bought a chalk rake like we gave Dylan and always have a stash of book and so J got those instead. As Reid was signing the card and drawing a present, she asked if Ken or I could draw Spiderman for her to colour. I snorted at the mental image of what a Spiderman that *I* drew would look like and Ken also declined (though I bet he could have drawn something that could be recognized as Spiderman). Reid decided that a cat was “cool” and J likes cool. The fact that she can draw cats might have factored in ;+)

When it was time to put our shoes - or 5 minutes after we should have left - Reid paused in putting on her bejewelled Crocs. “J likes cool,” she said. I said that I thought her Crocs were pretty (especially since she was half-done putting them on) but Reid said, “No, these are pretty.” She chose some leather sandals from her bin and declared them “cool”. I somehow doubt that J noticed her sandals - cool, though they were. I don’t think 5-year-old boys think about such things. This 38-year-old mother doesn’t.

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