so yesterday i made my 6 year old niece cry. i dared to beat her running uphill. the hours before we had a ton of fun. we went to the local fire station to their open house and learned about fires and how to prevent them, we walked home and joked and laughed and raced each other. and then came the hill. it was about the only chance i saw in beating her anyways since on a flat track she’s just too fast for me plus always gets a head start ayways.
so i figured i can beat her up that hill. so i ran and ran and made it to the top as winner. and while i did my rocky dance (i sure felt like rocky!) she started sobbing. i thought she was faking it until i realized she is actually really upset. way to go aunt franzi.
so i tried to calm her down but tears were falling and she was in her zone. oh great. no chance of talking to her. so i got her to continue walking and when i realized she was able to listen i told her i was sorry. that only resulted in more tears but i told her to not get too crazy now and that she cannot win all the time.
my niece has this tendency to get overly worked up about small things like that. when she is doing her thing every attempt to calm her down is just fueling her fire and sparks more tears. she is not actually upset about the event but she somehow likes the attention she gets from her acting so she dives in head first and gives her audience more drama.
20 minutes later the tears were dried up and she was acting like nothing had happened. way to go aunt franzi, take pride in beating a six year old running uphill. there’s no joy in my life i have to resort to racing kids.
franzi
