We hosted the mascot from my daughter's kindergarten class for the weekend, a Curious George monkey. My daughter carried him everywhere, dressed him up, even pushed him on the swing. And then about mid-day on Saturday (right about the time my boys would have tired of George and forgotten him outside in the swing or lost him under their bed) she got sad, hugged the monkey and cried, "I don't want to take George back to school on Monday! I want to keep him!"My lecture: "But then your friends at school would be sad they didn't get to have George come stay at their houses. Besides, you have tons of stuffed animals that you never play with. Why don't you adopt one of those animals who sits all lonely in the bin in your room and wants so much for someone to love them. They would be so happy if you carried them around and played with them as much as you have George. And George will be well loved by the other children in your class!"
So didn't work!
Her answer: "But I want him!"
Fortunately there was some Mom wisdom that did work this weekend!
My daughter and I were headed for our haircuts and we arrived a few minutes early so I thought we could just browse in the Claire's accessories store nearby.
My daughter was delighted with the store!
In fact, I think they ought to change the expression "like a kid in a candy store" to "like a 5 year old girl in a Claire's Boutique"!
Oh, the glitter! The sparkly! Every kind of accessory your heart could desire!
And right after she exclaimed, "Look at these cute puppy dog earrings!"
It happened.
The dreaded question.
"When am I going to be old enough to wear earrings?"
But, I was quick thinking that morning and replied, "Well, to wear those kind of earrings you have to get a hole in your ear like I have."
"How do they make that hole in your ear, Mommy?"
I mentioned something about a gun and a needle and about how mine got infected a few weeks after I got them pierced (true story).
And do you know what?
The subject was dropped; she said not another word about it!
That ought to buy me 7 or 8 years on that issue, right??
Good luck with that! Actually, I think my daughter really wanted them when she was around 12 years old, and we thought that was pretty reasonable.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember how old I was when I got mine pierced, but I remember that it seemed like I had to beg my parents forever before they finally caved.
I got my ears pierced when I was about 8, I think. I was not too thrilled at that moment, but I sure was happy with the results!
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ReplyDeleteHe He He We are in that discussion with my six year old. She wants earrings, but not the piercing. She told me when she is 18, she'll do it.
ReplyDeleteI am the SAHM of one girl. She is such a blessing.