Duendesday: small obsessions

{life with a curious and crazy 10 yr old}

Ever since she was a small pea Duende has loved to hunt for things – and eggs for Spring is a special treat. Most of her egg-searching career has been inside our various homes because this is Maine and outside is generally covered in snow during the Vernal Equinox. She doesn’t just search once, she has us hide them again and again (one year she hid them from herself and couldn’t find them! I think the year before last her and her friend Pear hid them from each other and spent the afternoon searching…too funny). This year she had an inside (because after decorating them she just couldn’t wait) and an outside search (multiple on both).

Her obsession with breeding the cat, for example, is another (though I think the obsession is more about having a thing she can focus on which is contrary to my interests, like her listening to the country radio station). And her only semi-conscious obsession with cardboard (which I support whole heartedly, paper-cutter I am, myself). And her lately ‘snack’ of salt/vinegar chips with chocolate milk (eww). Sometimes obsessions aren’t so bad, as long as they don’t get out of hand.

Of course, as a parent, I wish she would be more obsessed about her hygiene and cleaning her room but she’ll get there (hopefully in a healthy way). Until then, we’ll just enjoy her little idiosyncrasies as hopefully she does ours.