Aliza has a bag of the sticky candies that I hate – they are sugar and color, bad for your teeth, just bad…kids love them.
She gave her father a star last night – “so he would have a good night.”
She gave her brother a bear – “so he wouldn’t be scared at night,” and she gave him two little cherry-shaped candies “so he’d be healthy.” She said the last one with a smile because she knows these candies are not healthy.
Am I reading too much into the bear? Is it normal for a 12-year-old to still be just a bit afraid at night?
For her, it has been a long journey…if you haven’t followed it, you can read about it in these past posts:
- A Child’s Fear (March 23, 2011)
- A Child’s Trauma (April 21, 2011)
- Fogel Murders a Year Later (February 28, 2012)