In keeping with the theme of the past few posts, I wanted to post my own thoughts… so here goes: I have not read the Cinderella ate my offspring book, and I actually had never heard of it. I would, however, like to read it. Being a teacher who spends much of my day in my classroom with elementary aged kids, I’m sort of in a bubble when it comes to what’s going on in the outside world. Sure, I visit a news website once or twice a day just to see if anything is “breaking” and see who thinks they might be able to fix it, but I don’t have access to a continuous feed of information throughout the day like some other people who have the luxury of taking a break from what they are doing to go and talk to their co-workers about this or that at the water cooler (huge run-on, I know).
Like Michelle, when I was little, I would probably have been considered a tomboy. I was the ONLY girl in my entire town’s Little League baseball league (not team), and I was still better than the majority of the boys. I even had a shorter haircut (thanks to some MAJOR miscommunication at the hairdresser in second grade), so many of the opposing players didn’t even know I was a girl unless I took my hat off. As I got older I continued to play whatever sport I was interested in including baseball, softball, basketball, volleyball and soccer. I remember my mom signed me up for ballet once, and I cried the entire time. I don’t think I ever went back (Sorry for wasting your money, mom!).
The point is, right now Maya is at the age where she should be exploring different options and trying them out as she likes. The tutu is certainly less expensive than the ballet class or dance company fees later on. Right now she gets a kick out of dressing up, and tumbling in her gym class. Cinderella might be trying to eat my daughter, but I’ll try to keep them away from each other for a little while longer!