Shaping a Small Person

I am a single mother who is raising a crazy kid far from family with little (really no involvement) from the other half of her DNA contributor. I sometimes feel bad for my daughter because even though she is three you can tell she kinda wonders why her dad isn't around like her friends dads. Myself and everyone I know who or has met him thinks she will be better off in the long run with no influence from him. I was raised without my father around as he passed away when I was a baby, but I did have good role models in my grandfather and other family members. Luckily I have some great fiends that are always willing to lend a hand.

 I do the best I can even though I wonder sometimes if my best is good enough. I am not the best with money and I hope I don't pass that down to her because I think some of my issues came from my family.  I do hope she get my compassion, willingness to help those less fortunate (humans and animals), love of travel, and love of reading. Oh yeah and my commonsense, a little goes a long way! This was not at all what I planned to write about this morning, but I guess that can wait until another day.

There's a Spider!

Last night my 3 year old went to the back of the house to her toy room and quickly did a 180 and came back screaming about a spider and a spider web. Things like this usually happen about .2 seconds after I sit down. This was probably the case because I have to turn on her tv so I was likely just back there. I got up after she pulled on my hand for a second and I went on a hunt for the great spider. She stood in the door way refusing to come in the room. She kept pointing and saying there's the spider as I tried to get her to point it out to me because I really didn't see anything. I tried for a few minutes to figure out what she was pointing at and finally gave up. She still insisted there was a spider and/or spiderweb and refused to come in the room.  In frustration I swung a towel around the walls pretending to wipe it off and then she really started to freak out and ran away screaming!

I came back into the main part of the house and she demanded to call her Grammy who lives half a country away. I dialed for her and told her they may be sleeping. When my mother picked up L started going off about the spider and the spider web. My grandmother who lives with my mother than picked up the other line. The kid went off the spider for 15 minutes! I was laughing and she did not want to let it go. I eventually told her I threw the spider out in the trash and she kept looking in the can telling her Grammies the spider was in the trash. The rest of the night she kept a wide berth around the toy room and looked at it suspiciously!