New Discoveries

This morning as we fumbeled around the bathroom trying to start our day, Ella made a big discovery. Toilet Paper. Her little fingers clung to the softness of the double ply roll Jerry insists we buy. With utter glee in her eyes she gave the roll a fierce spin. The toilet paper unraveled with speed. I stopped her mid-swipe as she was ready to return for seconds. "No", I attempted. It sounded so foreign coming out of my mouth. I don't tell others in my life "No". I generally offer some explanation and dance around my subject with nicities. The word "no" got caught in my throat and I tried it again. This time I laughed. Now she was laughing. Wait a minute...this isn't right. Was I over thinking this? Don't kids benefit from clear, consise communication? Aren't they yearning for boundaries? But don't I owe her the same respect I would give a peer? "Pardon me, Ella, I know you find that really enjoyable, however I wonder if we can find another activity that would be more mutally pleasing". Good God. So as she continues to discover the wonderful world of Mommy's cosmetics, liquid detergent, basement steps and Drano, I am going to have to discover a personal comfort with the word "no".