My littlest one is full of empathy for people. The other day she heard that ashwin 's classmate had her hand in a cast. She couldn't get it out of her mind. I explained to her the girl must have broken her arm and this baby here -her face filled with concern- got me to pray for Ashwin s classmate so many times that day. She kept saying "I'm sad the girl broke her arm"
Then yesterday ashwin borrowed a book about a mummy monster and baby monster. The baby throws a tantrum coz the mummy is going out for a grownups only party leaving the baby behind . So the baby throws a toy across the room. I pointed out. See darling sometimes yu throw things too. This monster did something naughty by throwing his toy. She stopped me and said no aatha he's not naughty he's sad. Sometimes he's good sometimes he's naughty.
She felt so much for that monster. She checked with me "did the mommy come back?" And she was relieved when I said yes. She felt the babysitter in the book was the daddy because that's her version of a complete world. He book made no mention of daddy just a baby sitter!
It's like I'm getting a rare little wonder to peep into my daughters psyche. What she thinks of .. how she conceives the world. ..what matters to her. And of course her precious sense of empathy to feel for others. Whether it's this monster or the girl who broke her arm... my baby's heart melted for them both!
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