Do you ever feel like you have the sweetest kid in the entire universe? The kind who only got her card turned twice in her first year of school? The pleaser? The one with the biggest heart, who puts others before herself? The one who is the sweetest child on the planet? The one who everybody brags on and compliments for her good behavior? Right. That is my child. My little good girl. My little performer. I am so proud to be her mommy.
Her father and I have always been very proud of her and her behavior. She generally behaves in public, and lets her hair down at home. She sings, makes up her own songs, and loves to dance. We have family dance-a-thons, and boogie and sing on a regular basis in our home. If she gets a little out of sorts, as they all do, she is sent to her room to "find her sweet girl" and calm herself down.
Don't get me wrong she is a one in a million child, but she still has moods, and grumpiness like any grown up. She has also been through all the stages children go through, and all the emotions. She has her mothers temper. She has dealt with death and loss of her beloved Granny at the tender age of three, but otherwise has led a rather good life. Her existence is primarily a happy and joyful one at age six. That being said, the following happened right before bedtime last night.
As I mentioned previously, she loves to sing. And based on the last twelve months of Disney Princess movies, guess what is her current favorite song ? That's right, 'Let It Go'. So a half hour before bed she is serenading me with the aforementioned song. She got to a part where she forgot the words, so I sang them to her. And then it happened. This blue eyed little monster emerged. The one where her eyes slowly began to glow, and her smile turned into a frown, and she started shrieking and yelling! She flipped out! How dare I help her, she has told me not to ever interrupt her when she is singing her favorite song, and how she wishes Daddy were putting her to bed, because he never interrupted her! So she got put to bed a half hour early. Obviously she was tired and frazzled.
(Anna clad, Minnie mouse ear wearing, fashionista rock star!)
As a parent, I have two older kids, with whom I have been well trained on mood swings, anger, and the like, however nothing prepared me for what happened next.
6yo-"Mommy, I shouldn't tell you this, but I feel like I just have to get it out of me!"
Mommy-"What is it baby?"
6yo-"When you interrupt me, I just want to pin your mouth shut. So you can't interrupt me or sing with me. I just want to pin your mouth shut and tie your hands behind your back so that you can't unpin your mouth!"
Mommy-". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ....Okay, I am sorry for interrupting you. (and I give a small one minute lecture on how everybody likes to sing, and like in the Sound of Music(which we just watched together for the first time), frequently join in....you must let us know it is requested for us not to sing, that you are giving a performance...because it makes us happy, and we want to sing too...and everybody is allowed to sing in this house, and how pinning someone's mouth shut and bondage is totally not acceptable, even if you're angry. Ever.) Okay so I didn't use the word bondage...but you get the jest of it.
My first reaction was to pin my own mouth shut so as not to bust out laughing. My second reaction was just wooooooooow. My husband used to worry that one of our big kids would turn out to be a sociopath, but they turned out fine. Just like I said they would. Now our littlest spawn, may just surprise us yet! Where the heck did she get "pin your mouth shut", and "tie your hands behind your back"? I guess like Bette Midler's character, in my favorite movie of all time, Beaches, she "feels deeply"!
Meanwhile....I love my little budding blue eyed sociopath, Baby Hannibal, to the moon and back and a million trambillion! Even on her worst days.