My 6yo daughter isn’t the most graceful loser in the world. She gets mad, throws things or sulks in a corner whenever she loses in a game or when she’s having a hard time doing something. She’s the type of child who always wants to be the first in everything. Getting the first slice of cake, to get on the swing and yes, to win all the games that she and her brother play at home. When life isn’t in her favor? She gets mad.
I have a daughter and her name is Ysabelle. She’s 6 years old but she can’t read yet. Out of the 26 alphabets, she can only memorize 18 of them and that’s on a good day.
And my heart aches.
It pains me not because my daughter can’t read like other kids her age but mainly because I know how harsh and cruel the world can be to those, who society perceive as “different”.
Pushover parenting is getting the best of me.
I looked at my three year old as she held the pencil sharpener in one hand and the pencil on the other “Do you need help?” I asked. “No mom, me only. I do it.” Clumsily, she inserted the pencil into the little hole and started twisting.
Crunch……………………. crunch………………………. crunch it went.
It is with a heavy heart today that I announce, the tooth fairy has been unmasked.
I’ve been busted.
You can hand me the cone of shame anytime now.
We all know who the tooth fairy is, right? Sometimes it’s the man of the house, sometimes it’s the one who thinks she’s always right. Ahem. Whut?!
In our house, it has always been me. Why? Because I think I make a better looking tooth fairy. And all these years, due to unexplainable sentimental hoarding, I have kept my son’s teeth in a tiny tin box. If somebody out there is doing the same thing, I implore you, get rid of them NOW! I don’t know if you’ve noticed it, but little people are skilled at finding stuff you don’t want them to see. My kids have proven this so many times, but it looks like I have never learned my lesson.