Boo Boo

It happened.

A moment I’d been dreading and did not know I’d been dreading.

I think I must have secretly felt it coming.

The other morning, as Elle was sitting in the bathroom with me while I got ready for work, she pointed to the remnants of the hemangioma on her forehead and said ‘boo boo’ and ‘ouch’.

Which was cute and funny, in her little girl voice.

But it hurt me.

And I said ‘Nope – that’s not a boo boo. That’s just the way you were born. You’ve had that forever.’

She did it again a few days later.

I did not like it.

It was as though she’d seen herself through a different lens. And it hurt a little bit.

I KNOW how piddly this is in the grand scheme of things. But, I didn’t like how it made me feel, that she was contemplating her reflection in the mirror and found something to be out of place.

I knew it was coming.

So, now it’s come.

Ah, parenting a toddler…

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