Irrational fears we have passed on to KK

Ok, so you might have noticed my absence for the past week. If you're one of my facebook friends, you probably already know that we were camping for the week. For obvious reasons, I didn't want the entire world to know we were away, so I didn't forewarn you. Hopefully you're still with me and if not, well, I'll woo you back *eyelash flutter*.... I was touched to see that a few of you checked back faithfully every day to see if I'd posted.

Anyhoo...I'd love for this to be a fabulous post about my camping trip, complete with the best pics and hilarious anecdotes....but yeah, the laundry....oh, the laundry. Sorry guys, but the laundry wins this time. So I thought I'd share a quick observation I made over this past week regarding the irrational fears that we have passed down to KK.

Mommy's fears:
1. Spiders

I really didn't want to pass this one down to her because I hate how terrified of spiders I actually am. I know it is irrational. But it is really hard to hide my completely involuntary fight or flight reaction upon seeing a spider. Unfortunately, at the tender age of 31 months, she has already been brought to tears on many instances upon exposure to a spider, or the possibility of a spider. sigh.

I am proud, however, that so far I haven't passed on my queasiness about all bugs in general. It seems that if mommy acts excited upon seeing a bug, no matter how icky, and shows KK how to a) tickle it with a leaf or b) chase it around (ie. not touch it), KK seems to think that it is the cutest thing out there. True story. She actually called a slug "cute" and said it was wearing a "cute skirt and pink leggings" and all I had to do was name it "Bug the slug" and tickle it with a leaf. Hours of entertainment (and some really great pictures).

(We're back to mommy's irrational fears here people...stay with me)

2. Unpredictability

Yeah, I hate it, but I like things organized. I like to know what is expected of me and where my next meal is coming from. KK thrives on routine. It works for us now, but it frustrates me that she will have to deal with the same kinds of stresses I face as an adult...because unfortunately, I'm not in charge of the world and contrary to popular opinion around here, she is not either. And never will be. Unless of course she becomes President of the United States, for which her Nanna would be very proud, but is not likely to happen, considering she is Canadian and all...

Daddy's Fears:

1. Dirty floors

Actually this one kind of works for me. And I may have been known to encourage this irrational fear in both my husband and my children....but honestly, there are worse things that can happen to a person than having a piece of lint/dirt/lettuce on your sock.

2. Syrup

And here we are. The entire reason for writing this post. The peanut-lover is deathly afraid of syrup and we have recently discovered that so is KK. Hmmmm....