Yep, I'm at the one word stage with my daughter. "How was your day?" "Fine." Any thing specific happen today?" "Nope." I've tried leading questions, the kind you can't answer with a yes or no. "What did you do today?" "Nothin'." "Tell me about your day." "Not much to tell." "What was the favorite part of your day?" "'Dunno." Frustrating, enough said.
I was pondering my dilemna when I realized I just needed to have fun with her. So, after her piano lessons last night, we tripped up to Asheboro to do nothing inparticular. We kept the music down and I tried my best, just asking questions until I broke her down. We finally played a game. "You tell me something I don't know about you, and I'll tell you something you don't know about me." Wow, it was magic. She thought for a while and I thought she just wasn't going to respond. Suddenly, she blurted out something private, something special. Of course, I can't tell you what it is, but I was honored. Of course, I hadn't even considered what I would say in reply. But I told her I was nervous about my future (educational direction.) I hadn't talked to her about that, because I usually discuss those kinds of things with friends or my husband. We discussed what she said, and what I said. I was honored she opened up her world to me, and she was thrilled to be part of my inner circle. She is, you know, a big part of that circle, and I told her.
She thanked me and said she wanted to do that more often; play the secret game while driving nowhere. I went from frustrated to elated in 20 miles.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
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How wonderful. What a gift, that the two of you have your own secret game. You are such a good mother.
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