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My daughter's secret life

She's walking.

Yesterday my father reported that she would walk four or five steps between her play table and the coffee table.  When I mentioned this at day care this morning, I got "oh yes - she does that here too."

Does she do this at home?  No.  Has she ever taken a step where I can see?  No.

She's obviously keeping secrets from us.  But now the jig is up - she's been ratted out.



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Mar. 31st, 2010 06:39 pm (UTC)
As they grow up, they continue to keep secrets from parents, such as the ability to behave in a polite, thoughtful, courteous manner.

I keep being told by teachers how wonderful my children are to have in class, how polite, how helpful, how positive-adjective-of-your-choice-goes-here. This usually occurs after I've spent the previous few days trying to find a circus or gypsies to give them to as the only alternative to infanticide.

Mar. 31st, 2010 08:40 pm (UTC)
Allow me to suggest a fourth alternative...fishing boats. In the wee hours of colic, my husband suggested sending V off to a Portuguese fisherman who would feed her nothing but dried cod ... The idea's regained its appeal lately as she's throwing tantrums over things as simple as the way her food is cut.

Circus would be too much fun. (Hmmm, I wonder if that is why many people end up afraid of clowns.)
Mar. 31st, 2010 08:44 pm (UTC)
What's the flooring where she's walking? She may ahve had the fear of tile put into her this weekend.

But... V hides skills from me too. She won't put her shoes on in front of me without help, for one. Even though she frequently comes home from daycare with her shoes on the wrong feet, which means she does it herself there.

Frequently it's "YOU do it." Until she suddenly has a changeling moment and starts crying "But *I* wanted to do it!"
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