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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Glimpses of the "Teen Years"...

I overheard a pretty hilarious conversation this morning that I just CAN'T keep to myself. 

A little background...
Aubri has been my most independent child from the get-go.  She rarely let us "spoon" feed her as an infant, she was the first to refuse to hold her hand when walking with her, and she reminds us mulitple times a day that, "I AM bigger now" while standing on her tippy-toes and reaching her chin as far into the air as she can.  She is in constant "need" to be older and bigger.

But THIS morning topped all of our other experiences with this need of hers....

I was in our living room, and she was in the kitchen.  I heard "distressed" voices, so naturally, I tuned in.  (Really, we are a 24-hour dramatic Reality TV show here in the Kruse household).  Here is what I picked up on:

Aubri (age 3): DADDY.  I want you to drop me off at the school.

Michael:  Yes, I am taking you to school.

Aubri:  NO.  Drop me OFF.  No go inside with me.

Michael: Aubri, I have to go inside and take you to your class.

Aubri:  NO.  Drop me OFF.

Michael:  If I just drop you off they will think I am a bad dad.  Note:  we find giving her reasons that put it on ourselves rather than saying, "you're not old enough", works easier....

Aubri:  No.  You are a NOT a bad dad.

Michael:  Aubri, I have to take you in.

Aubri:  But I am FOURTEEN.

By this time Michael had given up on the conversation and moved on with his morning by ignoring her.  I, on the otherhand, was laughing in the living room.  Aubri has given "false facts" about her age before.  Typically, according to her, her age ranges from 3-7.  But this was a first.  Never in my imagination did I think that I would have a three year old daughter who wanted to be fourteen so badly.  And it's not so much the three going on 14 that scares me....it's the 14 going on.....????  that scares me the most!

1 comment:

  1. Oh, what a funny girl. I think she takes after her mom; you were scary independent. So little, but you pretty much owned the world.

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