My daughter has come home with three different items this week that are not hers.
- A hairband
- A pair of mittens
- A belt
The first two, she claims, were gifts from friends. “They just wanted me to have them.” My wife and were suspicious–not that she had friends, but that the gifts came from those friends.
The belt initially got lumped in with these gifts, but upon further interrogation, she revealed she had found it in the art room and taken it.
“Did you ask the teacher?”
“No.”
The hairband makes me think one thing: lice spreader. The mittens make me think another thing: who’s wearing mittens in South Carolina in September? I’m glad she’s making friends. I just suspicious of the kind of friendship that results in random headbands and mittens coming home with my daughter.
“Did you trade anything for these gifts?” I asked.
“I gave them pictures.”
“Before they gave you these gifts?” I asked.
“Yes.”
My wife and I loaded the three items into her bag tonight. She will return the mittens and headband to her respective friends. She will give the belt to her teacher.
My hope is that she will make friends with some girls so that her next birthday party a year from now will feature some girls from school. If she gets mittens or a headband then, we’ll be cool with it.