a: the distance from other people or things that a person needs in order to remain comfortable b: the opportunity to assert or experience one's identity or needs freely c: an opportunity for privacy or time to oneself
Sassy, were you listening to that just now? What's that you say? You understand the concept of space? You do?
Tell that to your sister...
Sassy is an in-your-face kind of girl. She has been since I can remember. She enjoys the up close and personal. Boundaries are meaningless to her.
This has become particularly evident in watching Sassy Little A's interactions. Little A is just learning to navigate her territory on the floor, now that she's a full-fledged crawler, and all. Sassy is perpetually in her face, singing her a song, offering her a new toy, or talking to her like a little mommy in that sing-songy voice that makes me seriously question what the hell I sound like when I speak Parentese.
I am constantly reminding Sassy to give her sister space. "Space, Sassy"... "You need to give her some space"... "When she whines like that, it means she doesn't like what you are doing"... "Space, please"... "Sassy... S-P-A-C-E"!
I feel like a broken record.
Little A is definitely starting to voice her frustrations. If she isn't in the mood for a conjoined twin, she lets the world know. Vocally. I am frightened to envision when her boundary setting becomes more physical in nature...
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