This sentence haunts me. My oldest daughter and I were enjoying a rare one on one time going on a walk along our dirt road on the way to a trail.
My daughter was in the small stream alongside the road, rubber boots overflowing with water and hands covered in mud. I smiled watching her enjoy it. Joining in when I could (I punctured my hunter boots).
When an older woman walked by. I made eye contact and grinned. She looked at my daughter and said “she’s too pretty to be playing the the mud”
These are the parenting moments I hate. I was in shock. I just didn’t respond. I think I might have given her a dirty look as I peered at my daughter who was within ear shot.
Realizing her mistake she said ‘so good for kids’ and continued walking.
I know I won’t always be able to have my daughter not worry about her appearance (right now she’s into comfort all the way). But, am I really having to have to defend her choices at the age of five because she’s a girl.
I know she didn’t mean anything by it. I just don’t want my daughters appearance to be something she worries about until much later. I am pretty sure the boys her age are not concerned with their looks.
She loves bugs, she loves animals, she loves science and math. Can’t we talk about that?
This is another reason I am homeschooling. I am choosing to value more than her looks and the letter or number on a report card. I am nurturing her passions and showing her value is in more than her looks or the clothes she wears.
So, to the woman who told me she’s too pretty to play in the mud….she’s still playing in mud…..shes also digging up worms.