I was reading out on my deck this afternoon. Squeaky was playing with the two neighbor kids…all was going pretty well. Then I hear Squeaky crying, this is NOT something I usually hear her doing with her friends.
Through her tears and sobs “but you HAVE to be good! I can’t play with you any more if you aren’t going to follow the rules!”
Broke. My. Heart!! Though I am sooo glad that she understands that we don’t want her to play with the kids that aren’t playing nice (at this age, it’s just keeping your hands to yourself and following all the normal rules…but in 10 years it will be the kids that might sneak a cigarette, or worse!) I hate seeing her upset. I am very glad she was successful in convincing the kid to stop, whatever he was doing wrong he stopped once he saw her upset. I am glad she stood up for herself too. I am just not ready for her to grow up.
