She’s braver than her momma

This week was a BIG week for the PIT.

Monday she gave the most overdramatic, emmy award winning meltdown when she discovered the hermit crabs were dead. 

I couldnt even tell you how long theyve been dead, those things are mcfuckin nasty, I have nothing to do with them, dead or alive, icka.

Im not even sure the PIT could tell you how long they’ve been dead. 

They were fun at first but she lost intrest in them after a while. 

Plus-theyre gross. 

So, before we left Monday morning she discovered the dead crabs and has this massive meltdown over the death of pets she hadnt acknowledged in weeks…we’re off to a great start this week.

Already running late we didnt have time to “address” the dead crab issue before school. 

That evening when we returned home it was time to get rid of em. 

I had planned on just throwing the cage and all in the trash. 

Apparently the PIT had other ideas. 

She wanted the crabs to go into their own bag and then they could go in the trash. 

“Alright whatever floats your boat baby” I said “Get em out and in the bag then”

“ME?!” she shrieked

“Im not touching those things girly”

“I dont think I can momma” she said with the best puppy dog eyes she could give me

“Im not touching them. If you want me to take care of them I will but Im not touching them”

“Then how are you going to take care of them?”

“Im going to dump the cage in the garbage can darling”

“NOOOOOO” she whined “Ill go get some gloves”

**this outta be good**

The PIT comes back gloved up and ready to get the dead crabs out of the cage….or so we thought.  She hadnt even touched one and started to freak the eff out. 

“I cant do it mom I just cant do it” she said

**This is where most moms would have comforted their kid and gloved up to get the crabs out for them.  Not me**

“What? What do you mean you cant?” I asked

“I cant do it mom I cant”

“You cant touch a dead crab that you let crawl all over you when it was alive?!”

Puppy dog eyes again but she tried again.  She grabbed one and almost had it out of the cage….and then its legs fell off.  THAT went well. 

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I cant do it mom”

“Ok then let me dump it out”

Fire in her eyes she grabbed a seashell and attempted to scoop the dead and now broken crab out of the cage….more legs fell off

“Ok forget it mom. Ill dump it.” she said

And with that she picked up the cage and dumped it all into the trash. 

“Check it out brave girl…you did it. You took care of them yourself even though you got scared”  I said

a big smile comes across her face “I sure did” she said as she slaps me a hi-five.

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Thursday was the Imagination Fair at the PITs school. 

This was the first year she had decided to enter. 

She worked for weeks with Auntie TayTay to create a paper mache’ volcano.

The painted it and added trees, rocks and a dinosaur!  They worked on a poster featuring different facts about volcanos. 

Thursday night on the way to the Imagination Fair the PIT says “Im not talking about my volcano”

“Why” asked TayTay

“Im too nervous!” the PIT squealed implying DUH

“What are you nerous about? Do you want to practice what you’re going to say?” I asked

“No! I dont want to talk!” she screamed

“Well, part of the project is the presentation.  Tay & I will be right next to you if you need help.  You’ll do great” I said

“No I wont! Im never signing up for this ever again. Do you know how scarey this is?!” the mini susan lucci said with a hair toss

“No. Actually I dont.  I was never brave enough to do anything like this in school.  I only wish I had been brave like you…” I said

“You never tried?” she asked “Im going to try momma”

“Atta girl”

Auntie TayTay and I spent most of the evening at the Imagination Fair trying to figure out where the PIT ran off too. 

 My scared little girl was a social butterfly but would she give the presentation?

Mhmm she sure did! 

 She answered the judges questions and explained how she had made the volcano out of paper mache’ and how she was going to make it errupt. 

a little crowd of little kids surrounded the PIT and her volcano as she set up for eruption.

Her eyes lit up and the kids “ooo-ed and ahhh-ed” at the “lava” shooting out of the volcano. 

She was so proud…..but her momma was prouder.

I hope she never forgets how to be so brave.  She will never forget how proud I am of her.