Thursday, December 4, 2008

Opposites confuse


One of the most cruel challenges of parenthood (ok, so "cruel" isn't really the right word) is knowing that it would be rude to laugh at a child. Sure, there's enough joy in parenthood to laugh with children, but the really funny moments seem to come when you want to laugh at them and that, I think, would be rude. Tonight, Emily was rearranging last night's tree decorating--inevitable, I know--when she was inspired to try on an ornament stocking for size. Stocking: an inch wide, about 2 inches long, not stretchy. Foot: toddler 6.5. "Too small," I said. "Ohh," she says with a grin, "me-may foot too small . . . mommy's foot?" As if. I couldn't help but turn around and giggle to myself.

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