Well before Shosh turned four years old she’s been picking out her own clothes. As soon as she could she made it know that she wanted dresses. She would go into preschool each morning she was there and show her teacher what she was wearing. Now she even dresses herself. Win win for me and for her, plus my pride in watching her discover herself.
Last week in the car on the way home from preschool she told me she needed to change her shirt. After I asked if she was dirty or wet, I asked why. Then I got an answer I wasn’t expecting to hear for a long time. She told me it wasn’t nice enough for preschool. I could feel the lump in my throat. At least one kid said something along the lines that her clothing was not nice.
I never imagined I would be dealing with these issues already at four years old. How do you explain to a four year old that they can be different and to be proud of it. Of course I tried. We talked about make our own choices and how to respond. She still changed into another outfit but I hope some of it stuck. At least the part about having a beautiful soul is more important than what we put on our bodies. I can see the challenge in front of her and want to impart on her the tools to combat it on her own terms.