Tuesday, October 12, 2004
How Did I Miss This?!
When I was a little girl I always used to pretend that my baby dolls were my real babies, like most little girls do. I would feed them and love them and they would call me Momma (specifically my favorite doll whose name was Rachel). I took them for walks in their little stroller and swang with them on my swing set. All that little girl playing mommy stuff. Well, for some reason, out of nowhere, I realized that my daughter has never even had any real interest in baby dolls. I mean, she'll play with them, but throws them down after about 5 minutes and forgets about them. She'd rather be drawing or playing with play-doh or painting (my little arteest). Anyway, so after thinking about that, I remembered that she has already told me that she never wants to have kids. She's 6 and she has already decided this. I think I was at least 10 before I decided that (but you see how my plan to never have a kid worked out). Then I thought about how the only time I have ever heard her refer to herself as "Momma" is not to her dolls, but to the cats (as in "Come here, Lucy. Come to Momma.". I immediately came to the realization that I am raising a crazy cat lady. What the hell is that?!
Crap.
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