Aside from wanting to be involved in my daughter, N’s, life (because she’s 11 and I know my opportunities will soon evaporate), I also find being around the groups of young girls in her extracurricular activities absolutely fascinating. They’re such strange creatures and the ever-shifting group dynamics are a better study in human behavior than any of the sociology courses I ever took in college.
So the other day, we were walking a long distance back to our cars after an overnight Girl Scout camping trip.
A few of the girls and myself were talking about these people I’d seen on 60 Minutes whose primary goal in life is to have a video go viral on Youtube—you know, for all those millions of Adsense pennies. It was an interesting conversation but it didn’t strike me as unusual or noteworthy in any particular way.
And then one of the girls says to me “N is so lucky to have a mom that doesn’t talk to kids like they’re three years old”.
How about them apples, huh?! I may have to cross stitch that onto a pillow or something.
Of course, I have reminded my daughter of this compliment a handful of times already, lest she forget how lucky she is ;)