We were at the park today and Katie was running around, trying to join in with a group of kids, but was having difficulty finding the courage to break the ice.
I have been trying to give her a little room to figure out how to handle things on her own, but it isn’t always easy.
She stood there, watching them and I could hear her thoughts…What should I say? Will they let me play with them? Will they like me?
And before I could watch her figure it out, one of the little girls looked her dead in the face and said, “Why are you staring at us?”
My heart broke. Right there in the in the wood chips, my heart just splintered.
We have placed so much emphasis on teaching Katie to be a nice little girl that she just stood there, stunned that someone would be that mean to her.
And I was left worrying that there’s the possibility that we’re teaching her the wrong things.
And that makes me so terribly sad.
My lovely friend Fadra is inviting fellow bloggers to sit down and just write stream of consciousness posts on Sundays. This is the first week that I’ve given it a shot and I truly loved the freedom of just writing for five minutes, with no editing.