Well, I knew it was coming...the day I hear from Leah's teacher...
Albeit we made it past the first week of school, which is an improvement from last year.
But I should have seen it coming. It was picture day. The morning included lots of outfit changes, hair choices, arguing, crying, shoe changing, and on and on...but she made it out the door, not completely happy with Mommy's final outfit choice for her picture day, but on time, at least.
Leah has a very guilty conscience, which I hope she maintains. Because the conversation on the way home from school went something like this..."Mom, this girl wore a weird dress to school today..."
I could just feel a semi-confession was coming on...so I said, "why do you say that? What was so weird about it?"
She followed up with: "Well, I said something to her about it..."
"What did you say?"
"Well," she said, "I told her sorry and it looked nice now."
And I said, "What did you say to her?"
"Well...my teacher made me tell her I was sorry. I told her in the bathroom that she looked like she was wearing a grandma dress....and she told on me."
As I stifled my inner laughing, I tried to explain to her that it's okay to think things sometimes, but that we can't always say what we think because it might hurt people's feelings. That I know she wasn't purposefully being mean, because she is a very literal person and says what comes to mind...no filter, you could say.
And she said in a louder voice.."I did think about what I was going to say, MOM! I told her I was sorry! And that it was a nice dress after I got in trouble...(silence)
BUT MOM, listen!...what I really wanted to say was, "DID YOUR MOM WEAR THAT DRESS A LONG TIME AGO TO HER PICTURE DAY BACK IN 1ST GRADE??? But I thought about it and just told her it looked like a Grandma dress, instead."
Silence...as I tried my hardest to not snort through my nose.
Ohhh, my child. I couldn't get mad at her for not 'thinking' before she spoke, because she obviously did. But where was I supposed to go with our conversation after that?
It is getting harder and harder to stay one step ahead of her these days..
Albeit we made it past the first week of school, which is an improvement from last year.
But I should have seen it coming. It was picture day. The morning included lots of outfit changes, hair choices, arguing, crying, shoe changing, and on and on...but she made it out the door, not completely happy with Mommy's final outfit choice for her picture day, but on time, at least.
Leah has a very guilty conscience, which I hope she maintains. Because the conversation on the way home from school went something like this..."Mom, this girl wore a weird dress to school today..."
I could just feel a semi-confession was coming on...so I said, "why do you say that? What was so weird about it?"
She followed up with: "Well, I said something to her about it..."
"What did you say?"
"Well," she said, "I told her sorry and it looked nice now."
And I said, "What did you say to her?"
"Well...my teacher made me tell her I was sorry. I told her in the bathroom that she looked like she was wearing a grandma dress....and she told on me."
As I stifled my inner laughing, I tried to explain to her that it's okay to think things sometimes, but that we can't always say what we think because it might hurt people's feelings. That I know she wasn't purposefully being mean, because she is a very literal person and says what comes to mind...no filter, you could say.
And she said in a louder voice.."I did think about what I was going to say, MOM! I told her I was sorry! And that it was a nice dress after I got in trouble...(silence)
BUT MOM, listen!...what I really wanted to say was, "DID YOUR MOM WEAR THAT DRESS A LONG TIME AGO TO HER PICTURE DAY BACK IN 1ST GRADE??? But I thought about it and just told her it looked like a Grandma dress, instead."
Silence...as I tried my hardest to not snort through my nose.
Ohhh, my child. I couldn't get mad at her for not 'thinking' before she spoke, because she obviously did. But where was I supposed to go with our conversation after that?
It is getting harder and harder to stay one step ahead of her these days..
That.is.HILARIOUS! Oh sweet Leah. I'm so glad you journal this so you can read these funnies in the future years! :)
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I have a very literal child as well and it is very hard to help them learn to see gray. My 10 year old son is very kind and loving, but will blurt out exactly what is on his mind or his opinion. He sees everything as black or white, yes or no, right or wrong. It is both a blessing and a curse. He has never told me a lie until recently. I slowly realized it was about the time we started working on seeing a little bit of the gray area of life. It has made me go back and study some more in my Bible. Jesus was very much the same way. In Leah's defense, she honestly thought she was making the kinder of her comments( and sometimes they can be extremely entertaining to the rest of us.) Blessings as your literal one grows!
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