That's my kid

[resonant]

Kidlet's best friend Phoebe came over to trick-or-treat last night. I always think the kidlet is a terribly girly kid, but Phoebe leaves them in the dust. Phoebe is definitely going to be sorted into Sparklypoo. A conversation, overheard while they played with Polly Pockets. (These kids are both almost seven.)

PHOEBE: Let's pretend that I'm going out on a date with Sam -- this is Sam -- and you're going out on a date with Jeffrey -- that one can be Jeffrey -- and you come home from the store and I'm not ready and you say, 'What are you going to wear? Let's wear something that matches!' and I say --

KIDLET: Hold on a minute. I'm training a flying horse.

edited 2019 to retroactively correct the kidlet's gender pronouns

Comments

[mz-bstone.livejournal.com]

*dies laughing*

Me, as a kid?

"Would that be before or after we join Starfleet?"

B

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Heh. A girl after my own heart.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

Good to see that some of your(?) priorities rubbed off on your kidlet.



Is it allowed to shudder at Sparklypoo-kids(women)?

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

It's allowed. I suppose that if I'd had one like that, I would love her just the same, but I'm really grateful I didn't.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

AAHHHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHA!

[melusina]

Too funny!

[cimness.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHHA. how i miss the days of overhearing childrens' play.

[imkalena.livejournal.com]

So that's how a person grows up to be the art director of Elle . . .

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Actually I'm afraid Phoebe may be headed in a Cosmo sort of direction.

[buzzylittleb.livejournal.com]

Having encoutered Cosmo, that makes so much sense.

Imagine me on holiday in middle-of-nowhere, Spain. In a rather nice farm house type place. Found a copy of the Cosmo Sex And Relationship Book (or something like that) and one of Sex And The Single Girl (famous '60s book). Which was the most interesting/useful? It was certainly not the Cosmo. The advice is oddly wrongheaded. And yeah, SATSG doesn't tell you even one way to have an orgasm, but it's a heck of a lot more intellegent and helpful. Oh, that and it doesn't tell you because it assumes you know and gets onto the interesting bits.

Only seven Polly Pockets? I had a dozen.

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

More like seven thousand, or maybe it just seems like that many.

Actually I love Polly Pockets myself and have been known to play with them when the kidlet's at school.

[(Anonymous)]

Your kidlet rocks.

Polyamorous acquaintance's adorable little 8-yr-old, playing Barbies: "Okay, me and my boyfriend go in the car to castle where the ball is, and my other boyfriend comes on the horse--you drive the horse--"
Me, gettig into it: "--and the horse rears and throws off Number 2 Boyfriend, Oh NOES!! and he falls down the cliff and breaks his arm and ruptures his spleen and you have to rush out from the ball to rescue him--"

her:"NO! That's stupid! He should wear his seatbelt."

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

[laughing]

[http://users.livejournal.com/solo____/]

...going to be sorted into Sparklypoo.

*snorts* That's priceless! My niece is like that. It's good to finally have a word for the condition.

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

I didn't make up Sparklypoo House, though I'd love to claim it -- it comes from a brilliant Harry Potter comic (http://piratemonkeysinc.com/ms1.htm) by GMonkey.

[skuf.livejournal.com]

Hahah, go your kidlet!

[celandineb.livejournal.com]

Yay for the kidlet! Flying horses much more interesting than dates in matching outfits. *gags*

[cyprinella]

*snicker* I had a heard of flying horses at that age, too!

[tingler.livejournal.com]

What happened to them?

[cyprinella]

Hm. You know, I'm not sure. I had a huge herd and we had races and I had a jockey that lived under my bed that rode them. There was also a war with my brother's pet ghost who really didn't like them and tried to poison them all the time.

I think mostly they went wild and now I just draw pictures of them.

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Nice!

[cyprinella]

Thank you kindly. :)

[tingler.livejournal.com]

That's very cool. I like your technique.

I never had a herd, just the one, requisite black stallion and a couple of pals who showed up from time to time. (I still see him out of the corner of my eye, sometimes.)(Especially when I'm really, really tired. *g*)

[cyprinella]

Thank you! I need to get my crap together and a) do more new stuff and b) get my website back up. Had to let it expire for financial reasons and now I can't point people to the pretty.

My jockey was Alec from the Black Stallion books. *grin*

[giglet.livejournal.com]

Go Kidlet!

I see Sparklypoo girls among my son's classmates, and neither of us have the least idea how to communicate with them. And in his case, no desire, either.

My son is far friendlier with girls than most of his peers -- and his girl friends do tend to wear pink accessories and change clothes 4 times a day. But those girls also are perfectly happy to practice their Jedi lightsaber fighting techniques and as a group they tend to come up with ingenious (sometimes dangerous) engineering projects.

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

My ex-boss told me that her niece was in trouble because she'd been beating up one of the neighbor boys while she was wearing a tutu and a tiara.

[giglet.livejournal.com]

Grins.

Are we raising the Buffy generation?

[lizbee.livejournal.com]

*sigh*

That is both sweet and disturbing.

My sister is a Sparklypoo wannabee, but her soul is entirely Slytherin. I suppose that means she'd be stealing all my make-up if we lived together.

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Perfect icon!

It kind of worries me that Phoebe apparently finds this sort of thing fascinating. Another kind of game she always wants to play is "Pretend you were my mother and you went to work and when you came home I had dyed my hair! And you said, 'How could you dye your hair that color?' and I said ..."

[yawn]

[lizbee.livejournal.com]

Emma Watson is like the Sparklypoo mascot. And yes, I find it worrying as well. There seems to be a generational divide even within my own generation. I don't understand younger girls at all; they seem much more materialistic and sexual than my peers did.

Sexual, I should say, but in no way informed or in control of their sexuality. My sister is really on the outskirs of the popular girls at her school, and recently, the other girls got in trouble for passing pornographic notes in class. Pornography about the boys, no less; my mother suggested it was a kind of sexual harrassment. But the notes really revealed a deep ignorance of matters sexual and emotional; it was just the equivalent of FF.net fic.

I am fascinated by these girls. I don't know if I was just more sheltered, or if I and my friends were all tomboys, but it's often hard to believe that my sister and I came from the same parents.

(Mostly I think it's fashion. When I was 12, it was 1994, and everyone was wearing loose floral dresses with heavy shoes. It's hard to be sexually precocious when you look like a refugee from the duller kind of commune.)

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

It's hard to be sexually precocious when you look like a refugee from the duller kind of commune.

Hee! That could be it. The clothes for the 6-12 set are certainly risque these days. I saw one columnist who called the style Prostitot.

I gather that girls get sexually preoccupied very young these days, but, as you say, it's not exactly sexual desire; I think it's just what my mother used to call "boy-craziness," taken to a new and frightening level. I hate to see girls so frantic to get a boy's attention.

[lomedet.livejournal.com]

awwww...

it's so good to see a young girl with a sense of priorities. ;-)