Moment of proudness- and then one of not so much proudness

My Proud Mama Moment: My daughter was outside playing with her two best friends, and they came in the house after awhile, seeking sanctuary from a kid on the playground who was saying some not nice things to them. Soon afterward I heard one of Tamsyn's friends say, "Lets go say something really mean to them!" And I heard Tamsyn say "No that never makes it better." Tamsyn's friend insisted this time, they go DO something mean to this child. Tamsyn then said "No" quite emphatically." I swelled with pride when I heard her. I went and talked to the girls about how we love those who are mean to us, and that the reason this child was saying hurtful things is because of jealousy of their close friendship and the feeling of being left out. I have one awesome daughter!

2 of my My Not SO Proud Mama Moments- #1 Gunnar squinted his eyes at me today and said, "Mom, who am I?" I smiling said, "You're Gunnar of course." He, still squinting, said "No, I'm Jimmy!" (Ander's best friend from Korea.) I stifled a laugh (because lets admit it, it's a wee bit funny...) and told him not to do that anymore, and God made us all different, which is a good thing.
#2 Then later at swimming lessons, Gunnar told me in a VERY loud voice, in a small room of multiracial people, "Mom, I want all the black kids to get out of pool." Okay, so this time I did NOT have to stifle a laugh, since I was totally appalled/embarrassed/shocked. I scolded him, told him, that was a very unkind thing to say. I'm not sure for his reasoning for saying such a thing. I still need to talk to him about it. I don't think he is thinking like a racist, because just before this he made friends with a little black boy and they were playing great. Not to mention one of his good friends here at the Village is black. Either way, I think I know what our next FHE is going to be on, and who will be giving the lesson. :)