Who's the bigger kid? Boo and I slide together down a slide at Monkey Joe's, a bouncie warehouse that recently opened in our area of town.
Miss Boo goes flying through the air in the 3 and under bouncie area. Hope there weren't any babies down there!
Maybe you're one of the moms I spoke to a few years ago. You said that the hardest thing for you will be when your daughter goes to school and learns the cruel politics behind the social order of kindergarten girls.
I remember I laughed, thinking it surely wouldn't start in kindergarten. Junior high, certainly. Not kindergarten.
Oh guess what, my friend? You were so right. Only, it begins way earlier than that.
I forget that little girls are just little females. And we allll know how females can be. So funny that the gender that's wired to be the most nurturing can also be the most hurtful.
Today our parent group met at an indoor bouncie castle warehouse. We've been under a heat warning here and the kids are going crazy being cooped up indoors. Today was my date day with Miss Boo. Mom came to watch the babies and Boo and I headed out. She was so excited to see her friend, Hannah. Her bestest friend in the whole wide world!
There is a new girl in our playgroup. After we arrived, the new girl took Hannah's hand and the two of them became fast friends. Miss Boo soon approached them and asked, "Hannah, can I come bounce with you?
The new little girl tightened her grip on Hannah's hand and said, "Say no, Hannah. Say NO!"
Hannah tried to walk to Boo but the little girl yanked her back. "Hannah's coming with me." And with that, she turned around. And Hannah followed her.
My little girl looked up at me with the saddest and most confused expression. My heart just broke into a billion pieces. I knew how she felt. We ALL know how that feels. As women, it's happened to us a dozen times by other women. We know how it feels to suddenly be excluded. How hurtful it is to be an outsider.
At age 3.
I immediately went to the counter and paid extra admission so I could be allowed to jump. (Adults pay 5 dollars each.) I took off my shoes, took Boo's hand, and together we went on every single bouncie slide, bouncie obstacle course, and bouncie bounce house.
I haven't had that much fun in.... a long damn time.
The other kids thought I was crazy. Moms don't usually jump. And if they do, they don't yell their heads off going, "WOOO HOOO THIS IS FUN! YEAHHHHHHHHH!"
I exhausted my child with all of my, "Come on, Boo, let's go here! No, let's do this one now. NO! Let's go on that slide. Come on come on!" Honestly, I think I had more fun than she did. And honestly, why don't they open up one of those places just for adults??? It would make a killing . A bouncie warehouse that sells beer. They'd never get insurance.
Later, when Hannah couldn't find her mommy and was in sobbing gasping tears, and her new friend was nowhere in sight, Narnia took her hand, patted it, and said, "It's Ok, Hannah. We'll find your Mommy."
Oh, my little girl. She's so sensitive. So sweet, so sensitive, not the slightest big aggressive or ambitious or pushy. She's a follower. Her feelings get hurt in a second. She's always been that way, too. She's overly sensitive and nothing I do or say has changed that in all her short years on this earth.
My only hope is that she toughens up, or she will never survive the bitchiness she is about to be subjected to when she starts school.
Boo felt slightly better when a duo of six year old boys entered our bouncie castle. They began rough housing, and Boo was so tickled. She was actually falling over with laughter. The boys realized they had an audience and began showing off for her. They put on a big show, while saying, "Watch me! No watch ME!"
I watched Boo, watching them. Rejected by the girls as the boys fell over themselves to make her laugh.
Oh yeah. If that trend continues, school is going to be a nightmare for Miss Boo.