Today the girls and I were walking home from an outing, and out of nowhere, Em asked what it meant to be a failure (she'd heard this on an Arthur video, apparently).
I explained what failing at something meant (have I mentioned how much I love the fact that my 5 year old is a word person too???).
There was a thoughtful pause after which Miss Em emphatically declared, "Well! I'm not a failure at anything!!"
(and then slightly quieter)
"....................................................except maybe cleaning my room."
I know how you feel, kiddo. Mine's not exactly a palace at the moment, either.
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OMG you shoudl see my kids room...
all 4 share one room... and one closet...
:)
2 sets of bunkbeds...
and toy totes that are supposed to be packed away neatly under the beds...
have exploded out all over the floor and into and with clothes...
I should take a before and after tomorrow...
:)
ha ha. I love that she knows she isnt a failure at anything, it means her head and heart are in the right place about herself. Good self esteem!!!
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