M was listening in on my conversation with R, and I was telling R some of her traits are like her momma and some of her traits are like her daddy.
Later I noticed M a little sad, and she said “Are you my real momma?” I was a little shocked by the question and asked her what she meant. She said very seriously, ” you know in those movies where it’s not really the momma. Just tell me the truth. Are you or are you not my real momma?”
I thought for a moment to my conversation earlier I had with Ruby and wondered if she was questioning what traits we had in common, so I asked “Are you questioning if I am your mother because you don’t know how we’re alike?”. She nods her head up and down for yes.
Relieved I figured out the reason why, I explained to her that we had the same curly hair, are good at math, and can make friends with anyone. That seemed to appease her. She said, “let’s play dolls”.