Previously I’ve blogged about my oldest, who is all of six (and a half, let it be known), and her penchant to want to kiss a boy. Remember the quote: “I would so kiss him.” This led me to write “The Princesses Are Sexualizing My Daughter“. I got a lot of advice answering the questions I put forward to y’all. I don’t think any advice would be much help with my latest dilemma…
We were in church tonight, CHURCH of all places, and we dropped our youngest daughter off at the nursery. What kind of trouble can an almost two year old get into at a church nursery? Let me tell you. While we were learning about God and Abraham and Abimelech our daughter was getting an education of a different kind, or should I say, she was giving the education to a poor, unsuspecting, helpless victim.
After our time with God we went to gather our little progeny. She came walking out to us looking all innocent enough. She’s not even crying any more when we drop her off. And we were soon to find one possible reason why.
Jennifer, the nursery manager/coordinator/couldn’tlivewithoutherhelp person came up behind her to spill the beans. “She and my son kissed during nursery! Three times!” Wha? Wha!?! I’m sure she was trying to cover and make us feel a little better because I’m sure she should have said, “your daughter was chasing my son down and kissing him.” We both died laughing. Mind you they were the little peck kisses that toddlers give.
Apparently our prompting her to always give us kisses and her learning how to make the actual kissing noise was too much for her to keep to herself. Now she’s practicing on unsuspecting little boys. At least I hope he was unsuspecting. Jennifer, do we need to separate them already?