“Olivia, you’re just being stupid”
“If you don’t let me use your iPad, I’m going home”
“You’re lucky I’m even helping you clean up, this isn’t my house”
This week I got a big dose of slack jaw while I was upstairs putting make-up on and doing my hair around four thirty, getting ready for Violet’s immunizations and some errands, when I heard three phrases in the run of twenty minutes that made me want to go into Olivia’s bedroom and put a little ‘mean girl’ in her place.
At least a few times a week, we’re play-dating. We’re play dating here, we’re play dating here and Olivia knows her friends are more than welcome, so we see a lot of playdate action on a weekly basis.
For the most part, the girls play upstairs when we’re at-home, while I am downstairs with Violet entertaining her in those bits of time when she’s not welcome to play with the big girls. I’m making dinner, answering emails or tidying before Jamie gets home from work. Today was one of those days when I was upstairs and overheard a few things that just didn’t sit right with me.
I’ve previously explained house rules, how we do things here, how we are polite, we tell the truth and how it’s important to respect adults – but still, the mini meanie avails. In the past, we’ve chalked it up to being a couple of years older, but it’s just getting worse.
Olivia knows without a certainty of a doubt that it’s never okay to call anyone stupid. What shocked me more than anything was the lack of response when she was spoken to this way – my usually loud spoken little person, with many many opinions, didn’t say a word.
For now, we’ll be taking a break. We explained it to Olivia as it was not okay for her friend to talk to her this way, and we thought it was best if they took a little break – and she agreed, understanding that we don’t treat people meanly (mean?). Today, tomorrow or Saturday, when those little knocks are at the door, we’re going to feign being busy. Or, should we explain? No nice = no friends?