This forcing her very white mother (me) to walk in front of a very observant group (everyone else) to the very center of that dance arena to go and retrieve her very cute, but very non compliant child (Taya).
She would not, absolutely not, dance in the beautiful jingle dress that took hours and hours to make.
She wanted juice and a nap. Cultural awareness be damned it wasn't in HER plan for the day.
Sometimes even the best of intentions can be undone by an overwhelmed two year old.
Parenting is hard.
Its full of mistakes and second guesses and worries and wonders and trying your hardest and still not know the right answer all the time.
Parenting teenagers is brutal.
Let's say that together. PARENTING TEENAGERS IS BRUTAL.
My kids are GOOD kids. Great kids, and its still B-R-U-T-A-L.
Did you know there are horrible things in this world that want to destroy MY kids?? Did you know that they are faced with such enormous temptations that I cannot even fathom?
I know they think I am ruining their lives. And all I can do is pray that I am not. I hope one day they understand how very, very, very, very much I love them and only want the very best things for them.
Until then I am going to pray and drink alot of wine.
And not really stress about the future cultural implications of my grouchy, strong willed, totally amazing two year old who didn't want to dance.