The kid gang is having a Christmas Vacation Play Fest, and Amaya is getting schooled about group dynamics.
She learned that being cool and the good of the group can be in opposition.
She learned a little embarrassment is no reason to keep you away from the party.
I learned that once, from my mom. I was too embarrassed to go over to play with some friends because they didn’t actually invite me. She wrote down the pros and cons for me (I think I was 7).
My mom is pretty smart.
I wonder which lessons Amaya will remember when she’s 30. I suspect she’ll be using her kitchen knife to impress people still. In more appropriate ways.
What social lessons did you learn when you were 4?
7 comments:
Oh my! I can relate to this. My boys love every one of my (key work being MY) kitchen gadgets as all kinds of fun, imaginitive things. The only problem is when I can acatually find what I'm looking for before I've burned dinner, it's bent, broken or has dried playdough all over it! ;)
Ah. Dried playdough on my rolling pin is soooo annoying.
The social lesson I learned when I was 4: when you're singing with a group, don't try to sing louder than everyone else. :-)
Awww! Too cute. When I was young what lessons did I learn... uh... I may have to get back to you on that one ;)
Jax x
what a funny post:) i haven't forgotten about looking over your blog, btw, in fact i have some good thoughts- just this time of year, you know, plus SOMEONE has me slaving night and day over muffcakes:)
How funny ~ and so cute, thanks for sharing ~ Wishing you and your family a Merry Christmas.
Maryea: I still remember that one, too. This is especially important when your voice cracks occasionally.
Jackie: Ha! You're too cute.
Salty: I haven't slaved yet. This is probably indicative of how bad my muffcakes will be. (And even THAT sounded bad.)
Diana: Thank you! Merry Christmas to you, too.
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