In my house, the belly button is referred to as a "bee boo". This is because of one of Buggins' favorite books, The Belly Button Book by Sandra Boynton.
Sometimes, when I get home from work, I announce that I'm very hungry and that I'd like to eat a Bee Boo. Thus there is a brief chase, accompanied by glass-shattering girly shrieks, until I catch her, then lift her up and pretend to eat her bee boo while tickling her. After a few minutes of frenzy, I release her and we both sit on the ground, catching our breath and feeling exhausted. Then I have a beer. This goes on almost every night.
The last couple of days I've noticed a disturbing change. I get home and announce that I want to eat a Bee Boo. Buggins looks at me, and instead of running away and screaming with glee, she simply stands there and lifts up her shirt. As if to say "Ok Dad, come and get it. Do your thing".
That makes me feel very
1) Stupid, as if this whole time she's been playing this stupid game for ME
2) Dirty, for obvious reasons
3) Sad, because our little bee-boo phase must be coming to an end
Also, it makes me a little worried. I mean, is that all it's going to take to get my little girl to lift up her shirt to some dude? What's next? I want to make sure I teach her not to go flashing her boobies to every pimply little dickwad who wants to cop a feel. So far, it looks like all someone has to do is announce they want to eat a bee-boo, and up comes the clothes (I think she may have even continued watching TV while holding up her shirt). Complete lack of passion.
It also brought to mind what she might be like if she were in a loveless marriage someday. Really. She gave off the whole vibe of "alright, make this quick, I'm watching my programs".
These are not thoughts I want to contemplate about my little girl. I ALWAYS want her to run from anyone who wants to see her bee-boo.
My 5 year old daughter says some crazy-ass things. Some of them are listed here.
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11 comments:
Awww Smarsh - I'm sorry the bee boo phase is coming to the end.
But don't worry! You're not just some guy - you're her Daddy. And she trusts you.
What the whole "all right, make this quick" means for her future husband, I can't say.
:)
As soon as I saw your title, I knew which book it was! That's a favorite in our house.
Kids get tired of games, the same as adults do. Next, you could pretend that you're hungry for some piggies and go for the toes. That would probably buy you another three weeks of entertainment.
And I'm with Serenity on the whole future-husband thing. But since you won't be letting her date for another 30 years or so (at least, that's what J says he'd do if we had a daughter), she's got time to come to grips with that issue.
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Aww, that's a cute game. But come on Dad, that is so yesterday! Wait til she starts doing the eye roll too. LOL.
Maybe, just maybe, she was playing all along just for you ;o)
Insightful post.
hold onto your hat 'cause one day your little girl is going to roll her eyes and say "daaaddd, get away from me!!!"
i've got a 16 year old step daughter. i have seen a lot.
Your daughter sounds like a typical female!
Oh and I saw your response on Oneliner's clog--did they really call themselves the Wet Beavers?
That's awesome!!
Such a cute story! Sorry the bee-boo excitement is over.
Have a great weekend and hope the Lupron is going well.
Such a sweet game, sorry it is coming to an end. But I don't think you have too much to worry about, it's doubtful her actions with her Dad at 2 1/2 will hold any predictive powers as to her future behavior! Besides, you wouldn't let her date a pimply dickwad.... would you?
She is clearly 2 years old going on 13.
That sounds like the cutest game ever though. I hope she's not done with it completely. Bring back the Bee Boo, Buggins! There's a little alliteration for ya.
Oh that is so sweet. The Belly Button book wasn't around when my kids were little. My neice is way into it though. She has to see everyone's bee boo's... and we happily comply.
I'm sorry the Buggins is over it - but I promise she'll move on to something else just as sweet.
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