I like to think that I know Little Sassa better than anyone. I am her mom, she tells me everything exciting in her life. I know that she loves the color red, and the shape of a heart, painting, anything to do with princesses, jewelry, dress up and shoes. She is such a girl and she's loving every minute of it. She once told me how boys have no fun clothes to put on when they get dressed up, good observation Little Sassa. Well her newest fear is bugs! It all began a couple weeks back when she came across 3 ants on our bathroom floor. I know - how terrifying!! From then on in she has wanted someone to come with her to the bathroom or she'll need to be carried there if she isn't wearing any shoes, which she rarely is. Then the other day I go outside to bring out the recycling on my way in I could hear her crying hysterical in the house. I thought for sure she had hurt herself while I ran out for one minute, honestly my recycling bin is right outside my house. Turns out there was an ant on the floor. I was so embarrassed for her. That is ok we all have our fears, I suppose.
So the other night we were shopping at the drugstore and she decided that she wants this stupid 10 " rubber centipede. For real? I couldn't talk her out of it. I tried to sway her and showed her other junky toys she might like better but no her heart was set on this thing; she had carried him with her through the store. That's cool I bought it but I don't know why. We played a trick on Big Daddy leaving the bug on the bathroom floor. Poor guy, he's a good sport and played along. Now she wants me to bring it to work to tirick my co-workers, good idea! Like they don't already think I am a weirdo. What I can't figure out is why? Why would my daughter who stands for everything this bug isn't, want him so bad? I guess I don't know her as well as I thought I did.
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