Mina! Head!

March 23, 2009

My son was dragged across the playroom at daycare. By his hair! He recovered after some crying, and Miranda, the hair puller, was put in time out, and all was well. All the little girls at daycare treat him like he’s a doll. He’s little, and so good natured that he lets them dress him up, and feed him the fake baby bottles, and try to put him in the doll stroller. At least, he used to. Now he wants to be a big boy! I’m sure he just wouldn’t cooperate so she drug him around like a dolly. Anyway, I asked him what happened and he looked at me, cluctched both hands around his melon and cried, “Mina! Head!”

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