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Parenting can be fascinating, fun, frustrating, and a few other f-words. (Like fabulous--get your minds out of the gutter)!
Lately I have noticed a new maturity that is at odds with the little girl whine I hear almost daily. Chores get done without reminders and nagging. Sometimes. Clothing choices are definitely becoming more sophisticated--except at bedtime when the footie pj's are just as likely to be donned as the oversized t-shirt or the Halloween jammies.
A desire for grown-up hairstyles competes with an equal desire to let the tangles fall where they may. An interest in how teeth become beautiful fights with the reluctance to put forth the effort to keep her teeth as healthy as possible.
It is interesting to discuss the books Oyster is reading and hear her perspective on the characters and events. Sometimes she is right on target (Sounder is the only character in the book with a given name because he is the only one who is special--all the others are interchangeable with any number of individuals and the author wanted to convey his uniqueness). And sometimes a cat is a cat, no matter how special the author tried to make it.
The dichotomy is fun to watch and I plan to try to take note of the changes as they occur. You can actually watch the brain develop if you pay attention.
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I guess my children are happy they had siblings if for no other reason than it got each of them out from under the microscope. As an on only child I didn't have that luxury.
They grow; they change; it's always surprising.
Having siblings spreads around the responsibility when someone misbehaves, too. An only child has no one else to blame--except maybe the cat or dog.
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