Last night Uma called out for me, saying there was a monster in her room. My first impulse was to tell her that there is no such thing as a monster. However, on my way to her room, I decided I should not just dismiss her fears. Instead we should talk about the monster, maybe brainstorm about how we might get rid of it, and play act our solution. I was feeling rather smug about my parenting skills when I opened Uma's door and discovered that she had been saying that Molly (our dog) was in her room, not a monster. Ah, the problem-solving lesson that might have been!

posted by Jessica @ 7/09/2008 02:43:00 PM