I've fallen off on my regular holiday happiness posts, in part because we've been making it through the flu here in our household. After one night of vomiting every 45 minutes and two days of pretty much lying in bed all day, Maybelle is almost back to her normal, curious, energetic self.
Speaking of which, here's an interesting article that Feministing pointed me to. Its main point is
Backing up a child who doesn’t want to be kissed or hugged does not mean that Grandma, or Great Aunt Edna, or Uncle Bob or Cousin Sara are doing anything wrong, but it does demonstrate that touch and play for affection or fun is your child’s choice in all situations.Biffle and I have been intuitively doing this with Maybelle all along. We ask if we can have a kiss, and if she says no, that's totally legitimate. Our families have respected this, as well. I think it's incredibly important that Maybelle learns that it's her body.
I've also given her some information that's perhaps confusing--the other day, when she was fluish and lashed out at me, I said, "Maybelle, you don't hit people unless you really, really need to." I guess we'll have to talk later about what "really, really need to" might mean.