Monday, April 4, 2011

Like a sore thumb or why are little girls so stinkin' mean?

Kat has been saying that she wants a pair of Twinkle Toes shoes. They are $40, have BRIGHT led lights and are UGLY so naturally I said no. She's taken it well and actually has never brought it up again since the time we were standing in front of the display and I told her that I wouldn't pay for them.
I had no idea that she wanted them because there was a "Twinkle Toes" club at school. Kat was told that she could not join because she did not own a pair.
I feel badly but I am still not going to buy her a pair. I don't want to send the message to her that it is important to have things to fit in and I don't think that Twinkle Toes shoes are beneficial to the learning process at school. Kat has cute clothes, she has nice shoes. She looks like every other girl in her class, well kept, well dressed, and sweet.
However, I am kind of fed up with three of the little girls in her class. Kat has tried over and over to play with them and is always met with resistance. One of the girls who is excluding Kat is the daughter of a teacher at Kat's school. This is awkward.
I told Kat last night that even if she got the Twinkle Toes these girls would likely try to find a reason to exclude her from their little group. Kat was surprised but believed me. I am glad that she trusts my guidance at this point.
After this conversation Kat mentioned to me (quite proudly) that she is in charge of playing "Happy Birthday" on the piano while the children in her class sing for her classmate's birthday celebrations. It makes me wonder if the two are related.

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