Zoe sees herself everywhere.
In the pages of her favorite books. In the little dark-haired doll in her dollhouse. In whichever Little People figure strikes her fancy that day.
Lately, she sees her name everywhere, too.
She will look up at a sign, point out the “o” and the “e”, and demand to know what has happened to the “z”. (Pro Tip: Since the sign says “Econofoods”, the answer is: Nothing. There never was one.)
Usually, I worry that she is self-obsessed (though I hope she is just three years old). But last night, I was thrilled. Zoe looked at this, spray painted on the little bridge in the park near our house:
And read this:
Was I slightly disturbed watching my daughter lovingly trace these letters with her innocent little finger?
Was I slightly concerned that she mistook “h” for “z”?
Was I massively relieved that I did not have to answer the question, “What is a hoe, and what does these other words under the word hoe say?”?
In a word:
What words do you wish your child (or children generally) would never learn?