Mean Girls

We're still in the midst of The Great Transition. It's been a one step forward, two steps back type of thing.

After last week's wonderful 'Week of Grammy,' this was back to reality week. By noon on Tuesday Little Mister had a fever. By noon yesterday, Little A did too. In all fairness, the little guy probably didn't catch it at day care, unless it was some super-bug that only had a 4 hour incubation period (since we were home on Monday). Still, it required some serious schedule shuffling of me, Husband and my mom.

So, I'm sitting at home instead of work, hoping that I can get caught up on work this weekend and next week.

The point of this post, and yes it does have one, was to share what has transpired in Little A's class this week.

Twice she has come home telling me that a few of the girls have said they don't want to be her friends. She asked me why they said that and how does one explain that girls are just mean? Where are those girls learning that? My guess is that they have big sisters who have trained them early.

What do I tell her to say in response? How should I handle this?

Why must girls be mean? I was already dreading adolescense and teen years with a daughter, knowing how many times she'll get her feelings hurt, her heart broken and how I can't protect her from that. I remember it all too well. We all do.

I just didn't think it would start at 3.