a slice of life with Miche
I haven't got a clue--but I'm glad I haven't had to deal with this one on the maternal end either. It's sad how soon popularity starts to be a Big Deal.
Josephine's daycare plays this too, and they use it as a way for the kids to go in pairs to wash their hands before lunch. That way everyone gets picked. If it's really a problem, then you could ask the supervisors to make modifications?(creaky old voice) Back in my day, it was Duck Duck Goose, and yes, I've been scarred for life because I often didn't get picked. Or, when it was time for the Square Dancing sessions in grade school gym, the only time I ever got picked first in thes circle of four was when I was the best of a "bad" lot. Nothing makes you feel better about being zitty and flat than not being whatever guys considered worse back in 1982.Nowadays, as a parent, I'm in the school of "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger". And "nothing much grows on a mountain top". While it was hard to watch Josie swing between her introverted self and some hyper "on" person at a birthday party yesterday, because she was out of her element, I realized it was all part of learning to be herself in the world. In my opinion, burnished by watching her yesterday and being the odd one out with other parents myself, the lessons to learn from not being picked are ones that will serve her better than the ones from being popular.
Andrea: good to know I'm not missing out on a mothering handbook!Marla: I think Josie's daycare has a brilliant application of that game. It isn't a problem -- yet. I agree, to a certain extent, on the "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" philosophy. What I'm unsure of, is if the situation were to arise, how best I might help her to learn the lessons of not being picked.
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