I got to spend a wonderful private weekend with my 6 year old daughter, the one who really should be my sister's child. She is a princess. She loves clothes and at six already has a great sense of style. I don't. She loves to shop. I don't. She loves doing her nails, brushing her hair, and bubble baths. I don't. She has a well developed social intelligence and can feel comfortable and be accepted in almost any social setting. I don't. She is so like my older sister that we joke that she was misplaced at birth. My sister has only boys.
Having a whole weekend of girls only time was priceless. We watched some movies, played dress up, danced (I taught her to waltz), and finished reading The Secret Garden. We ate coffee ice cream with strawberries.
She is a treasure. I am amazed that I get to watch her grow into this wonderful girl. I am scared, frequently, that I am not prepared to guide my little princess, since I am not so polished (Compared to the other ballet moms and my sisters, I am a disaster). Being a somewhat reclusive bookworm who prefers animals and books to most people, I don't feel qualified to teach her the things she wants to know. I don't know what clothes to get, how to be well placed socially, or anything about salon days. What if she doesn't get the opportunities she needs? She makes me want to be more social and all that it entails. Unfortunately, I don't really know where to start.