The other day in the car, I explained to Hope that we were on our way to her friend Ben's birthday party, but that the party was at his grandmother's house rather than at his house. She asked a few questions about why the party was at his grandmother's house, but then seemed to drop it.
A few minutes later she asked, "Does Ben's grandma have wrinkles?" I said I didn't know. She said, "I don't like wrinkles. And MY grandma doesn't HAVE wrinkles!" I decided then and there not to introduce Hope to Ben's grandma.
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Several times lately, I've noticed Hope use the word "fluffy" to describe something that's big and has rounded edges (like a bottle of vegetable oil and a cardboard tube). I thought it was an odd adjective choice, but chalked it up to her being 3.
Well, today she asked me why Cinderella's fairy Godmother has a fluffy face. Ah ... she's using "fluffy" to mean chubby.
So I had about 5 seconds to answer her question in a way that satisfied her, doesn't cause her to judge people by their appearance, and emphasizes that people don't have to look alike to be beautiful. Let's hope whatever I said fit the bill!
When I quizzed her later about "Can short people be beautiful? Can tall people be beautiful? Can white people be beautiful? Can brown people be beautiful? Can skinny people be beautiful? Can big people be beautiful? ... " she agreed that, yes, all those people can be beautiful.
But not men. "Because men are haaaaaandsome."
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That girl KNOWS how to make my day!(All she really has to do is show up...)
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