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		<title>Far from being over.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 14:01:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>This week, I had the privilege of witnessing a magical event; The day was beautiful, crisp and sunny, and my class, as well as many others, enjoyed the weather outside on the playground. As I supervised my children, scanning my eyes back and forth across the tot lot, another teacher called for my attention. She&#160;<a href="http://mommyeverafter.com/uncategorized/far-from-being-over/" class="read-more">Continue Reading</a></p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This week, I had the privilege of witnessing a magical event;<br />
The day was beautiful,<br />
crisp and sunny,<br />
and my class, as well as many others, enjoyed the weather outside on the playground.<br />
As I supervised my children, scanning my eyes back and forth across the tot lot, another teacher called for my attention. She told me to look over to the area by the sandbox.<br />
There, I saw my daughter<br />
having her back rubbed by a 4 year old boy.<br />
He then rubbed her head, sweetly.<br />
She smiled and beamed.<br />
He then began teaching her how to play catch with him.<br />
He would throw the ball to her, she would miss, he would rub her back and tell her it was OK and then give her some instruction, with a smile.<br />
She would throw the ball to him to, and each time she did, she would giggle and he would praise her.<br />
This went on for fifteen minutes.<br />
Fifteen minutes,<br />
which in Toddler is 7 and a half years.<br />
It was incredible.<br />
They played and played, not because I was there watching, but because they were enjoying each other.<br />
And then, he hugged her,<br />
and after he did he came running over to me.<br />
I was prepared to thank him,<br />
to compliment him on his kindness,<br />
but he interrupted my thoughts<br />
as he leaned in to me and said, &#8220;I have a feeling she may have a poop.&#8221;<br />
It was the best thing ever.<br />
And so, I learned many things while watching my daughter and her new friend in those fifteen minutes,<br />
not the least of which being that my fears about my daughter and <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2012/02/23/with-all-of-the-things-i-worry-about/">older boys</a> are far from being over.<br />
In fact, I have a hunch that they have only just begun.</p>
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		<title>With all of the things I worry about&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 17:52:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[older boys]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Last week in school, my daughter&#8217;s class shared the indoor play area with the Pre-K. I was so tickled to see many of the older girls fawning over my daughter, as they held her hand and walked her around, pushed her in a play car and even taught her some of their games. But my&#160;<a href="http://mommyeverafter.com/mommyhood/with-all-of-the-things-i-worry-about/" class="read-more">Continue Reading</a></p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Last week in school, my daughter&#8217;s class shared the indoor play area with the Pre-K. I was so tickled to see many of the older girls fawning over my daughter, as they held her hand and walked her around, pushed her in a play car and even taught her some of their games.<br />
But my daughter, fearless and determined, wanted to hula hoop. So, she marched over to one of the little five-year-old boys and grabbed his hoop. And he was happy to share. He let her get it in with him and helped her to try to figure it out.<br />
And this whole thing made me smile.<br />
And then, yesterday came, and my daughter and I had to walk through that same Pre-K classroom in order to get to the playground.<br />
And when the little boy spotted us, he ran in our direction.<br />
&#8220;Hey,&#8221; he called to me,<br />
eager to get my attention.<br />
&#8220;Is she old enough to Skype?&#8221;<br />
This five year old was asking me if he could video chat with my daughter.<br />
&#8230;<br />
So, with all the things I worry about,<br />
all of the things that keep me up at night and give me bouts of <a href="http://mommyeverafter.wordpress.com/2011/12/22/a-case-of-the-crazy/">The Cray</a>,<br />
I never expected that having to ward off older boys from my 22 month old<br />
would be one of them.</p>
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