From my red camping chair, set up perfectly in the shade of the huge tree in our yard, I watch her head bob up and down in her new playhouse, built just for her with love.
The changes have been incredible in just two weeks.
School has taught my daughter new mannerisms, words, and insults.
The latter we found out while playing in the playhouse.
“You’re a jerk!”
I say’s pardon?
She stood proudly, unsure of the word she used but watching our faces for approval.
Not happening sister.
I took her hand while her dad followed and we all sat down in the grass.
“Let’s talk about that word.” I said, holding her hand in mine.
We explained to her that it wasn’t nice to say that word and it hurt feelings.
We told her there were other words to use.
She looked at us from under her blond bangs and apologized, quickly changing the subject and running back into her playhouse.
Oh I’m sure there will be many more days where an inappropriate word she learned at school will come out of my child’s mouth.
But am I prepared?
The changes are coming quick and some days I wonder who this child is? She’s learning rapidly, is tired after school, doesn’t want to talk about her day in the detail I want her to, and isn’t interested in entertaining her mother with mundane school stories.
I want to know all the things.
I want to be a fly on the wall.
Did she put her hand up? Was she answered? Who did she play with? Did she have a fun time? Did she learn a new letter/number? Did she go to the bathroom? Did she like her lunch? Did anyone bother her? What did she talk about? Who did she talk to?
But all I get is, “I forget.”
And bits and pieces.
I need the information child!
Are other parents going through this? Are you missing the information you desperately seek?
Are you driving past your child’s school and sneaking binoculars in your car (okay I’m not doing that but I want to).
Tell me how it’s going!
Tell me this is normal.