Yesterday while getting ready for school my five year old daughter sweetly asked if she could forego wearing her glasses to school. She said she liked the way she looked better without them.
This sparked our discussion of while it was fun to see her beautiful eyelashes and not have to worry about the "foggies" that the more she wore them now the sooner she'll never have to wear them again.
Me: "Plus, think of all the people who say how much they looove your cute glasses when they meet you, and your adorable friendliness." i added hopeful.
Elyott: "thats true" with fondness fogging her forming gloom. She continued "well, when i was playing dressups with (two older neighborhood girls) last week they told me that i wasn't a princess because i wore glasses, and that I wasn't beautiful." tears welling in her eyes.
Now if you have kids you understand the crazy animal instinct that awakens when another kid picks on your innocent child. Holding back my defensive reaction (in a sad attempt to raise a child without this trait as ravenous as mine) I explained that sometimes when people aren't happy inside they try to say things to make others feel sad too (even when the things they say are not true)
...I hugged her and reminded her how BEAUTIFUL she is...and that i guarantee that some princesses do wear glasses, and that other little princesses are caddy little brats, and need to be body slammed. (Okay, so i didn't say that last part...but i soooo wanted to).
It's tough to be a kid, and a mom who is doing every thing she can to not slap those snotty kids upside the head. Or grab them by the ear Oliver style and gruffly whisper that if they ever hurt my child in any way ever again I will unleash every blood thirsty monster i know to haunt their room at night, or even worse...the scary clown from halloween '05 , promising them in some way that if they mess with my kid they are going DOWWWN!!...(I think i blacked out, what just happened??)