I am the fourth of five boys. No sisters. Thus, Katie Hart is a mysterious wonder of female-ness. And now I have a pre-teen daughter beginning to exhibit similarly mysterious ways.
The most baffling part is the social drama. Who's in and who's out. Who's invited and who's uninvited. I sort of follow along but quickly find that I cannot identify what the concern is, only that there is a lot of it.
Trying to find common ground, I think back to my childhood. And I recall such social complexities as: I guess I'll football today. Who wants to play? Great. The entire social drama of my youth can be summed up with the question: Do you want to play football?
Sadly, Madeline finds this profoundly unhelpful.
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I guess we are polar opposites in our childhood- I am the third of five children, but the only boy in the lot. Not that being surrounded by four sisters did any good- I still don't get the social dramas, and mostly mock the fact that they take place.
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