3-year-old, sobbing with big tears trailing down her face: Maddy called me [gibberish I can’t make out].
Me: She called you what? Predator?
(Remember I grew up with only brothers.)
More wracking sobs…
3-year-old: No! She called me peasant girl!
Me: Peasant girl?
3-year-old: Yes. That’s not very nice.
I’ve heard worse.
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Wow yeah. I love what constitutes an insult to little girls.
Laughing to self… :) I remember being heart broken at about that age for being called a butter nose. Ha!
We enjoy the Byron Katie, Tiger Is It True? for such name calling occasions. Puts the whole practice in perspective. :)
LOL!!! That made me smile!
That's great! Of course, I get both the "peasant girl" name calling from the girls and the "predator" name calling from the boys. Some days, I feel my 9 year old spends half the day sobbing.
Having also grown up with brothers (and a host of boy cousins) I often find what upsets my little princesses funny. I can totally relate, right down to the incomprehensible sobs.