Little P. is having a pretty great summer. Swim lessons in the morning, bubbles in the afternoon. In addition she spends a lot of time arguing with us about everything and generally being very obstinate. According to "Your Six Year Old", an old book from the Gestalt institute, this is normal. The subtitle to this book is "lovable and defiant."
Evidently, a five and a half year old's relationship with her mother is complicated. On one hand she loves and needs me dearly. The next minute she is screaming that she hates me. Growing up is very very hard. And believe me, just because I teach Kindergarten doesn't mean I have all the answers. It is extremely different dealing with your own child. This girl is whip smart ("scary smart" Nice Dad calls her) and it is impossible to pull one over on her. It takes a lot of patience and a deep well of love to keep up with her shenanigans.
She is sweet as a cupcake, but can turn into a prickly pear in a heartbeat. Funny, creative, musical, infuriating. Constantly in motion, louder than you can believe, and endless mess maker. Button pusher extraordinaire, and when she curls up with me in the morning she smells like a brown sugar cookie.
I think we'll keep her.