I'm wondering what I'm going to say to my daughter today when she comes home from school. Earlier today I'd missed a call from the Kindergarten's Principal. When I saw the missed call on my droid I KNEW it was something, even though her message was "no emergency." If you're part of my family, you know from experience that a call from the top hat was never good. Basically, her & another little girl have been scrapping over who gets to be friends with a certain little boy.
So now I'm waiting for my six year old to come home, trying to work out how to handle this. Just five years ago I'd stare down into those big brown eyes and marvel at this little human we'd created. I thought I'd have many more years before I'd have to worry about fights over a boy. Maybe moving to a region where her name has historic connotations wasn't such a good idea?
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