On our way home from preschool today Phoebe told me, “Mommy, Lily called me little.”
“What do you think of that?” I inquired. Being “little” is a touchy subject; sometimes she yearns to be a baby again and other times she wants nothing more than to grow up quickly.
“She was just kidding. I’m a small-big. I’m a different kind of big.”
This makes me so happy to hear. It demonstrates that she believes:
- “I don’t have to agree with your perceptions.”
- “I don’t have to take offense to what you say.”
- “I am worthy by my own standards.”
Right on, Phoebe.