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[psocoptera]

A conversation:
Junie: "Can we have a talk?"
me: "What do you want to talk about?"
J: "Should we read a book now or after nap."
me: "After nap sounds nice."
J: "My thinking is now."
So we did.

Scissors: we are letting Junie start experimenting with scissors (blunt-nosed, kid-sized, highly supervised). She likes to hold them in this horribly twisted position that makes my wrist ache to look at (seriously, I'm not even sure I *could* cut that way) but can make cuts and is very pleased with herself for doing so. If I reposition her hand to something more reasonable, she immediately moves it back when I let go, and it's not really fun for either of us for me to nag her about it constantly. Do I assume that eventually she'll figure out that she has better control if she holds them right, or am I letting her form a terrible habit that will plague her for years to come?

Pregnancy: *so* pregnant. Last night it was blorping around and it was both the highest and lowest I've ever felt it. Because it's huge, one assumes. Hey, kid, perhaps you would like to continue becoming enormous somewhere *other* than my limited internal space? (Kid would probably argue my space isn't limited, my belly can just keep stretching forward indefinitely...)

Comments

[myalexandria.livejournal.com]

as an inveterate refuser of expert help (I finally learned to ask for it when I was about, oh, 24) I agree that letting her just figure out what works for her is almost certainly fine. I still tie my shoes and use chopsticks oddly -- as a kid, I just couldn't figure out how to do what people were trying to show me how to do, and did what worked -- and people do sometimes notice, but I get the job done. (Added bonus: when a dude tries to explain how to use chopsticks correctly several times over the course of a meal, despite my having said that I'm getting along all right, I know he's an obnoxious mansplainer and can avoid him in future!)

[psocoptera.livejournal.com]

Hm, perhaps being an obnoxious *momsplainer* is what I'm trying to avoid. (If only the line between momsplaining and parenting were clearer...)