Today I tried to convince Roxy that she is not real. That after I had Ben, I really wanted a daughter too, so I imagined her. I told her everything about her only exists in my head. Everything; school, her room, having friends, all of it is only pretend to me.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
She didn't buy it for one second. Instead she made alien sounds and said, "did that sound like something your imagination could have made up?"
I had to concede, it did not.
Is it wrong to try to mess with your kid on such a deep mental level?
Posted by TJ at 5:31 PM