Two nights ago I tucked Mayhem in and gave her a smooch and a squeeze. I told her I loved her and as I was leaving her room she spoke up …
“Mom,” she said.
“What, sweetie?” I asked (turning around and preparing for her to tell me she loved me too).
“Mom, I’m a big fan of myself.” was her reply.
My immediate reaction was to think “What the WHAT did she just say?!?!”
Which was quickly followed by the thought “How did she get to be so arrogant?”
And then a moment of clarity.
Why in the world shouldn’t we be big fans of ourselves? Why would I consider confidence and awesome self esteem to be conceit or arrogance?
I paused for a minute and then replied, “That’s why you’re my hero.”
I left her room and immediately grabbed a pen and paper and jotted her quote down. And I’ve spent the better portion of the last 48 hours waffling on the confidence vs. arrogance subject. Why some people have so much and some have so little. How to make sure that her amazing strength and self worth is always maintained and tempered with humility.
This kid of mine makes me think. Hard.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again … as far as parenting is concerned, my belief is if you’re not learning just as much from your kids as you’re teaching them, then you might be doing it wrong.
As for me, I’m working on becoming a big fan of myself. Luckily, I have a pint sized live-in coach
So what’s your take on the issue? Are you a big fan of yourself or does the thought of saying those words out loud make you shudder? (If it does make you shudder, did you go to Catholic school like I did???)
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