Children’s Games by Pieter Bruegel the Elder
She orders him around unmercifully while he looks at her with utter adoration in his eyes. If ordering does not work, she brings out the secret weapon…the smile, the cheeky glance from beneath her eyelashes. Very seldom does she resort to tears. But, at almost two years old, my granddaughter has all the fabled feminine wiles and knows just how to use them on her father. It is to my son’s credit that he manages to maintain discipline and say ‘no’ when he must, in spite of her entreaties and blandishments. It is one of the earliest lessons she will learn…we do not always get what we want, but will undoubtedly get what is needed, like it or not.
Watching her play with friends, you can already see the dynamics of adulthood begin to form in her interactions with others. You can see…
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