The Princess and I were talking about self acceptance this morning as we waiting for her bus.
She had pointed out that her science teacher's daughters have thumbs like The Princess -- what the teacher termed "hammerhead" thumbs. The tips of her thumbs are short and very wide -- the "wing span" of The Princess's hands is wide and she has definitely inherited Husbands wide fingers.
I asked The Princess if her thumbs bother her. (I know they used to.)
She said "No."
I went on to say that I thought that was good, that self-acceptance is very important. And that it's also very difficult. I explained how I really don't like that my arms have more hair on them than I think they should -- and how it's pretty frustrating to be getting hair on my face, like a dude.
I quipped, "Well, maybe I should just join the circus as The Bearded Lady!"
"No no no, no way!" she was quick to respond.
"Why? Would that embarrass you?" Everything I do embarrasses that girl.
"No. It's just that if you join the circus, there would be Clowns there."
Fear of Clowns trumps Embarrassing Mother. Who knew?!?!?
The Faithful Alligator
Sometimes in life, you need a faithful navigator.
Sometimes, when you're a kid, you need a faithful alligator even more.
06 November 2009
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