My 3 year old, lovingly referred to as “The Alien” by her big sister (for good reason) just keeps getting stranger and stranger. I love her uniqueness but on occasion she does something that is almost disturbing. For instance her new love of deodorant. Particularly deodorant that I have on. I guess that the new deodorant smells “gooood” and so she sniffs my arm pits or she sticks her hands in my arm pits and sniffs them and then says, “mmmm that’s good”. At first, it was strange and a bit funny and well I guess that it’s still damn funny and horrifically strange at the same time.
One lesson I learned recently from my 3 year old is that when a 3 year old comes up to you and asks you to smell her hand it’s probably a good thing to say, “Le’t wash your hand first and then I’ll smell it”. You’d think that after all of these years of working with preschoolers and being a mom I would have learned this lesson but for some reason it eluded me entirely.
I love that my daughter is unique. I’m pretty uninteresting in the big scheme of things and my oldest daughter is talented and smart and sweet but I’d never call her strange.
My youngest is definitely an island in the sea of our family and we’re so lucky that she is since we don’t have cable.
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I love that she amuses you, esp since you don’t have cable. HA!
Perhaps she has a future tasting cheese or wine or something that requires a delicate nose, and perhaps not too much time with the public.
Today at lunch she was dipping her chicken nuggets and french fries in the caramel dipping sauce for her apples. I’m not sure she has a delicate enough palate for tasting. She does have a sensitive nose and holds it when we walk into any public rest room because it “might stink like cow poop”.
I was going to comment on your post but got distracted by your response to J’s comment. I don’t see anything wrong with dipping chicken nuggets and french fries in caramel dipping sauce. She’s got that sweet and salty thing going. Kinda like ice cream and pretzels. Or sweet pickles and swiss cheese.
Perhaps she’ll be a very creative chef.
Did you ever think she’s this strange BECAUSE you have no cable?
My last one was pretty strange, too. I’ll have to post some stories one day.
Let’s hope she hangs on to her uniqueness for a long, long time!
The Deistette’s Little Man just came up to me buttoning his pants saying, “there’s pee in the cup! I don’t want to see any pee.”
I don’t know what the hell that means and I don’t think i want to know.
And I’ve been trying to get Little Fawn to smell my armpits but for some reason a 15 year old girl doesn’t want to do that after her daddy has been mowing the lawn.
Weird huh.
strange is necessary for happiness- for me
I don’t have a strange one, just an OCD one and a bull in a china shop one. I would love to have a strange one!
Don’t you love the different personalities? Just wrote about that about my own kids.
Your closing line is priceless.
I think that she ‘really’ is your island in the sea!