Little Girls...

Wow, what an experience I had on Sunday...

Sidenote: I would have posted this on Sunday, however, Lee and I went on a huge money saving shopping spree that took for freakin ever...i.e. Harris Teeter was TRIPLING coupons, and, after dividing carts and coupons so that we could use ALL of the coupons we had, we saved $51.00. That is SOO huge. We then had to purchase a 6 ft standing cabinet so that we could fit all of the food we bought. One could complain about the lack of a pantry, however, I choose to be thankful that we have the problem of too much food, not enough space. The point of this sidenote is that I didn't stop moving until about 10:00 pm...thus, no blog.

Moving on. So we're at Qdoba with the in-laws, and of course, Baby Boo, when a young girl, I would say no older than 7 catches the eye of my little Nathanial, who flirts with all little girls. Well, my mother-in-law, says "Your to young for that little girl, Nathanial, that little girl is too old for you."

Little Girl scoffs, rolls her eyes and walks back to her seat...

After giving my mother-in-law the skank eye (is that the way you spell it) all meal long, the girl walks past us to fill her drink up. Again my mother-in-law says something like "she's a pretty little girl, isn't she Nathanial."

Little Girls frowns, "I don't like being called a little girl..."

Hold up! Tell me no...I know that this child did not get upset for being called "little." It seems that ALL young ones want to grow up too fast. They want to have fun like adults and be in charge of their own lives. They want to eat what they want and stay up as late as they want, not realizing that when you are an adult, you really only stay up late worrying about finances, rocking a baby to sleep or fighting indigestion.

When I look back at my childhood, it was not easy. And I still am not completely released of the chains it has around me. Still, there was a simplicity to it. Certain decisions were decided for me. Big decisions. Now, I have to decide things on my own. Sometimes I would like to go back in time and be cradled in the easiness of it.

So Little Girls...slow down. It's not so bad...you'll be a big girl soon enough.

Part II of this will be blogged tomorrow: The Generation Without Consequences