Thursday, February 25, 2010

My Favorite Motormouth

There is a girl that I have come to know moderately well.  We'll call her A.  She just turned 10 years old.  Due to the fact that we both spend much of our day waiting at taekwondo, we have had many conversations.  Well...  Really, she's talked and I've listened.  There have been those times when she has asked me endless riddles, but other than that, I have not been required to do much talking.

A is an adorable, beautiful girl.  She also likes to talk.  There is usually little rhyme or reason to the things she tells me.  She flows from one subject to the next in quite ADDish fashion.  My mind understands how hers works, so she chose her listening partner well.  I'm not saying that she actually chose me as a listening partner.  In fact, we were just sort of thrown together by circumstances.  I was there for my children, and she was there for her cousin.

One of the first conversations I can remember having with her went something like this:

"A, is Mr. D. your Uncle?"
"No.  He's my cousin.  I don't know why everyone thinks he's my uncles.  *huh*"

It was quite obvious that she was disgusted by this question.  Never mind that it was a valid question, since he is 14 years her senior.  Of course, I also understand her pique.  Most of my cousins on my father's side have children my age.  Plus, I have witnessed this exact conversation happen again and again.  Poor girl.  They should probably post the words "Mr. D's Cousin" under her picture to help her out.

But, what has endeared her the most to me is her unfettered joy in just letting it all hang out.  That girl has told me things that I'm sure would have her mama throttling her for.  I know that because if one of my children let out some of the confidences A has graced me with, I would blow a gasket.

I have come to realize, through this happenstance relationship, that most people don't really care what your children tell them.  If your child lets slip that you didn't get up until 11 that day (totally not what she has said, but definitely what MY children have told people before), it really doesn't matter.  The fact is that your friends, and the friends of your children really won't care.  They love you for who you are.  If they don't, it's really not worth getting upset by their disapproval anyway.  So, if you happen to overhear my children say something about the state of my household, take it with a grain of salt.  It's probably true.

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