tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9188674.post5972080834726209321..comments2024-03-27T04:00:02.294-04:00Comments on EditorMom: Adolescence and My First Boy ChildKatharine O'Moore-Klopfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14699159708036532202noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9188674.post-43643867542199761312008-01-07T06:28:00.000-05:002008-01-07T06:28:00.000-05:00Uh, hmm. I have but one girl, who blessedly has ne...Uh, hmm. I have but one girl, who blessedly has never been into lace, ruffles or the color pink. But after she became eleven, anytime we didn't know where she was, we soon learned to find a mirror.<BR/><BR/>She was not vain, nor is she now, at 15. But it was as if she noticed herself for the first time as others might see her.<BR/><BR/>The next year, at age 12, she took to applying lots of black eyeliner beneath her brown eyes. It looked really stupid, smudgy on plae skin. Her body was changing, to be sure, but she still had a decidedly soft and childlike way, so this was pretty bad.<BR/><BR/>I knew she had her reasons, which I understood, mostly, and won't go into here. It was a hard and dark year in seventh grade. But, and see what you think of this, I made a BIG STINK about it, because, my reasoning goes like this: if you make a big deal out of smallish deals, perhaps that will serve the need for differentiation (a.k.a. rebellion), and they might stop at the relatively tame stuff.<BR/><BR/>Of course there are many factors in addition, but that one was almost fun. I'd growl in the car on the way to school and say, "If you don't cut back on that stuff, I'm going to confiscate it." No smile, twinkle, etc. She'd sit, silently, all the way to school. I threatened to not purchase her school pictures because as long as I was paying, I wanted to like them.<BR/><BR/>I adore her, black stuff or no black stuff. She now says it got to be way too much trouble. Spoken like a person with ADD and few routines.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9188674.post-2278544757111972052008-01-06T04:01:00.000-05:002008-01-06T04:01:00.000-05:00You know, I kind of missed that scent cloud when D...You know, I kind of missed that scent cloud when Daughter Number Two left.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9188674.post-2608481368484996632008-01-04T12:33:00.000-05:002008-01-04T12:33:00.000-05:00Oh, I remember that scent cloud. But when my kid b...Oh, I remember that scent cloud. But when my kid brother years ago discovered cologne, my parents were not quite as gracious as you in not haranguing him about it. :)Stephanie E.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00654132388197327210noreply@blogger.com