The Feminine Mystique of a Two-Year-Old

48e3ab60881511e2a15422000a9f19a4_7Friday was a long day in my house. We had all of our children home from school for a snow day, which made working even more difficult.

Recently, I purchased a copy of The Feminine Mystique by Betty Friedan, because I felt like it was one of those required reading books for being a feminist.

On Friday, after I situated all the children with lunch, and desperately begged my sons (5 & 3) to take a nap, I came back in my bedroom to find my 23-month-old daughter sitting on my bed “reading” my copy of The Feminine Mystique.

Of course at two she can’t truly read, but she was flipping the pages, minding her own business, content as a cucumber.

Which is when I got on Facebook and shared this picture with the caption:

That moment… when you find your daughter, sitting on your bed, with a copy of The Feminine Mystique in her hands… That my friends, is priceless.

Priceless. Absolutely priceless.

I couldn’t have been more proud in that moment.

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One Response to The Feminine Mystique of a Two-Year-Old

  1. Bernadine Spitzsnogel March 12, 2013 at 11:08 am #

    Of course, in her case the problem with “no name” is probably a dirty diaper! LOL.

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