The Babe is a social butterfly. We don't get out much, and when we do, she wants to talk to everyone. Today she had her very first eye exam. Let's just say she over-shared. And while it was cute, and amused everyone on the doctor's staff, some of it I would have rather she kept to herself. The two top moments were:
She asked the doctor if he knew what her Mommy called her Daddy. While we don't engage in name-calling around here, I was worried. Now, she could have said something cute. Anything bad hopefully she hasn't been around to hear (not that I'd ever call my husband a bad name...). When she told him, boy was I relieved, because her response was Daddy's first name. Phew!
The second moment came when the exam was done, and the doctor was saying goodbye. He wished her a Merry Christmas. Well, we've been having some issues here lately regarding Christmas and Hanukkah. The Babe keeps asking about when Santa is coming, and can we have a tree. We're Jewish, so that means explanations about how we celebrate Hanukkah instead. So, in response to the doctor, she very harshly informed him that we do not celebrate Christmas. He looked startled, I think more from the anger, not the message. Then after a minute she told him she celebrates Hanukkah. It was a tad awkward. Apparently, we need to work on how to respond when someone wishes us a Merry Christmas.
I have to figure out how to make her understand that we don't just volunteer random information (like when she told him out of the blue about the new car we just bought). She wants to be like the grown-ups, but doesn't understand that not all adult conversations are meant to include children, and not all information needs to be shared. Its not that these things are secret, but they are private or personal matters that strangers do not need to know. And that raises the issue of who is a stranger, and if they are safe to talk to, what topics are appropriate. Oye!
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