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I just got the most wonderful letter in the mail from my best friend's 8 year old daughter, asking me for advice. This little girl is really special to me. She's the very first child that I have ever loved. She was born a few years before my 1st nephew and since her Mom is my oldest and best friend in the world, she's like a niece to me. She was there to see us off when we moved out here and that night, she slept with my picture under her pillow (although I'm not supposed to know about that).
I send her postcards from every place I visit and she thinks it's the coolest thing that I live in England. She took my letters and pictures to school for show and tell! Do you believe it?? I was someones show and tell! Bounce
This letter made me feel so special and at the same time, feel a bit pressured to come through with the right advise! I mean this is huge. What do you tell an eight year old about being teased in school? It's training for parenthood! Luckily, I think I'll be okay since she's being teased for being short and I have plenty of experience there (being no taller than 5' 2 since the age of 12)! Smiles

Comments

suzer said…
well, i think it is just great that she's asking you. i used to be the target of the 'kewl' kids when i was in junior high, because i chose to hang out with the 'nerds', who were nicer people. it was bothersome, but didn't phase me too much, because i had fairly good self-esteem. tell her that she's the 'bigger' person in this situation and that people only tease when they can't think of something intelligent to say/and or are jealous. she looks like a beautiful, happy little girl so i'm sure she'll get through it.
Mindy said…
Er, That's awesome. really cute. I'm sure you'll figure it out.
BTW I just found your new category of entries. How long have you been doing that? How do I find the rest of them?
Erren (Erren@pond-hopper.com) said…
I'm calling her later today when she gets home from school. I'm sure I'll figure out something very wise to tell her. Although, she already told me in a PS - 'Don't tell me to ignore it because I already tried that!' lol How cute is that?
Erren (Erren@Pond-Hopper.com) said…
Min,
Actually, I just started with that category (my goodness you must be bored if you found that lol). Just search for the symbol. I'm sure you'll figure it out. ;)
Er

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