One day, my four-year old and I were playing pretend. She was a fairy and I was a frog.
"I'll tell you a story," the fairy child started happily.
"Ribbit," answered the sleepy frog.
"There was a mommy who works all the time. She does this tap-tap-tap," the fairy said while acting like she was typing on a keyboard.
"Ribbit," I replied, a bit alarmed that my daughter thought I worked all the time and was probably telling me I needed to be a better mother.
"The mommy goes home and takes care of her children," the fairy continued and I sighed in relief.
"Then the mommy sleeps and does this," the fairy child said and snorted so loudly.
The fairy king laughed and the frog turned red.
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Perceptions of a Preschooler
Nonfiksi"It's your birthday and you get to pick whatever you want. Will you choose Mommy or a fluffy, cute white dog?" The young girl points at me. "Will you choose Mommy or a tall, beautiful horse with a shiny, brown coat?" The young girl points at me. "Wi...
