{"id":155,"date":"2004-05-27T15:04:24","date_gmt":"2004-05-27T13:04:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/home.tjerngren.net\/wp\/?p=155"},"modified":"2004-05-27T15:04:24","modified_gmt":"2004-05-27T13:04:24","slug":"egomania","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/?p=155","title":{"rendered":"Egomania"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last night Lydia and I were getting ready to take a shower when she looked at me thoughtfully and said, &#8220;Sometimes I get nervous that people will think you look strange.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I asked, &#8220;Do you think I look strange?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, no,&#8221; she said, pausing a moment before continuing, &#8220;but I think maybe they look at you and think, <i>That can&#8217;t be Lydia&#8217;s mom.  Lydia&#8217;s so pretty and her mom should look pretty like she does<\/i>.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She sure knows how to land a direct hit on your ego, that kid.<\/p>\n<p>Seriously, though, where does she come up with this stuff?  She&#8217;s a beautiful child, sure, but I wish she weren&#8217;t quite so aware of it.  When she was a baby, then a toddler, people used to stop us <i>everywhere<\/i> we went and tell us how gorgeous she was, and I worried that she would grow up thinking that looks are much more important than they really are, and it looks as if perhaps I was right to worry.  I fear the situation will only get worse and harder to handle.<\/p>\n<p>Along similar lines, I decided to wear my cool new sandals today since we&#8217;re finally having a nice day, but I needed to paint my toenails before I could wear them out and about.  Not having any nail polish of my own, I went rummaging through Lydia&#8217;s room, then through some of her stuff in the downstairs bathroom, trying to find something suitable.  I told Olof that it was an unwelcome sign that my baby girl is growing up that I was borrowing her beauty supplies.  Of course, nail polish is fairly innocuous, and it <i>is<\/i> the only cosmetic she has, but still &#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday they had the big final in her <i>Sm&aring;stj&auml;rnorna<\/i> contest.  She and Ingrid didn&#8217;t win, but they did a good job and were easily second- or third-best among the five contestants (all of the four runners-up got a second prize, and I thought it was nice they didn&#8217;t all get ranked, first to last).  The team that won was a group of four second-grade boys and they really were the best act.  Surprisingly, the two oldest groups, from the fourth and fifth grades, had the least impressive performances.  Maybe it&#8217;s not so surprising, though, considering that kids tend to get more self-conscious, and less able just to cut loose, as they get older.  <\/p>\n<p>Both Lydia and Ingrid were pretty disappointed, and not much consoled by their consolation prizes, but I think it passed quickly enough  Lydia came home and got right to work planning a neighborhood contest, complete with scorecards and trophies.  She and three or four of her friends will be rocking the house later this afternoon, and I&#8217;m sure there will be more tears and hurt feelings to deal with as a result.  Growing up is hard work, and sometimes watching them grow up is even harder.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/home.tjerngren.net\/revelry\/images\/lydiaingridonstage26may2004.jpg\" border=1><\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night Lydia and I were getting ready to take a shower when she looked at me thoughtfully and said, &#8220;Sometimes I get nervous that people will think you look strange.&#8221; I asked, &#8220;Do you think I look strange?&#8221; &#8220;Well, no,&#8221; she said, pausing a moment before continuing, &#8220;but I think maybe they look at&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/?p=155\">Read More <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Egomania<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-155","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/155","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=155"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/155\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=155"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=155"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beverlyrevelry.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=155"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}