Gary's child...

Just like any typical parents, Gary and I always race each other to the "she's your child" comment when there's a specific display of attitude, temper, etc. Sometimes he beats me to the punch and sometimes I beat him. Last night, I won the race. Here's the story...

After supper, Hanny decided she wanted to pretend she was Rudolph. I thought that sounded like a typical activity for her, as she (and her sisters) enjoy dressing up as something other than themselves and playing together. It was all okay until she wanted to use a gluestick to glue a red pom pom (you know, those little fuzzy balls) to her nose. Yep, she was going to glue it to her nose. Now, I realize that gluing it on with a gluestick wouldn't have left her with a permanently fuzzy red nose, but who knows where the whole "gluing something to youself" idea might lead. While it might begin with a gluestick, there's always that chance of moving on to stickier things. I immediately explained what a BAD idea that was. It wasn't the idea of making her nose red, just the idea of involving GLUE. It's certainly not a conversation I ever dreamed I'd have, but I was quick on the draw. "What if it's stuck there and you have to go to school like that?" I asked. "Don't you think the kids might laugh if you have a red furry ball stuck on your nose?" I asked. Well, she did finally decide that it might not have been one of her most stellar ideas - thank goodness. For Hanny, she has to decide on her own for it to go over smoothly. Thankfully I was using some good logical arguments that appealed to her senses. Obviously, I immediately threw out the "She's SO your daughter!" comment before it was sent my way!

You'd think that would be the best part, the whole idea of gluing the ball onto her nose. Nope. The best comment of all came when she was in need of antlers. Her comment? "What am I gonna do for antlers? I can't glue..." Thank goodness it didn't occur to glue on antlers before we talked her out of gluing on a nose...

Oh, and for what it's worth, we put lipstick on her nose and made antlers out of a headband and pipe cleaners. Sometimes Mama does have a plausible solution...