My time in Leon was just Oh so relaxing in the sleep department. My little 7 year old friend went to bed at 9 and woke up at 5, but she was always peeking in to see when I would be up. It was so cute having that relationship where we both couldn't wait to wake up and see each other. When I opened the door, she would casually walk by give me a big hug. She would ask me where I was going and what time I would be back. The time coming back was never consistent-poor Elizabeth.
There was little noise and I slept very well going to sleep by 10. There was just one thing that I was curious about....
One day I asked her, "Elizabeth, why are you always running back in forth in front of my room?
She puts her hand over her mouth.
"I'm suppose to be quiet in the morning. You hear me?"
I respond, "Yes, I hear you little feet slapping against the pavement. Then I know that your up."
She responds, "I'm sorry it's just that I'm running."
There is no one for her to play with as her sister does not live in the house.
I ask, "Why are you running?"
She responds, "Well my mom told me that I better run otherwise I'm going to get fat. And I need to watch what I eat because the food is fattening here and not organic."
She was wearing leggings and pointed to her adorable thighs.
She says, "These are a problem."
I say, "Ohhh I see. You know there is one thing between being healthy, but worrying about your body at 7 is another."
She says, "Well I can't go outside and play so I have to run around inside."
I agree, "Yes, this is true, but have fun doing it and don't over do it."
I told her she was beautiful just the way she is, but that line doesn't really work when your Mom is drilling you to stay thin at seven years old.
My poor pequena amiga leading her way right to an eating disorder at 7. Thanks Mom! Oh and thanks Miami for the need for perfection!
There was little noise and I slept very well going to sleep by 10. There was just one thing that I was curious about....
One day I asked her, "Elizabeth, why are you always running back in forth in front of my room?
She puts her hand over her mouth.
"I'm suppose to be quiet in the morning. You hear me?"
I respond, "Yes, I hear you little feet slapping against the pavement. Then I know that your up."
She responds, "I'm sorry it's just that I'm running."
There is no one for her to play with as her sister does not live in the house.
I ask, "Why are you running?"
She responds, "Well my mom told me that I better run otherwise I'm going to get fat. And I need to watch what I eat because the food is fattening here and not organic."
She was wearing leggings and pointed to her adorable thighs.
She says, "These are a problem."
I say, "Ohhh I see. You know there is one thing between being healthy, but worrying about your body at 7 is another."
She says, "Well I can't go outside and play so I have to run around inside."
I agree, "Yes, this is true, but have fun doing it and don't over do it."
I told her she was beautiful just the way she is, but that line doesn't really work when your Mom is drilling you to stay thin at seven years old.
My poor pequena amiga leading her way right to an eating disorder at 7. Thanks Mom! Oh and thanks Miami for the need for perfection!
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