One of Maggie’s talents/quirks has come up here a lot: her ability to memorize and recall. She’s committed over 100 books, song lyrics, and lines from other media to memory and often pulls that out as conversational contributions. Usually they have some sort of related context, but aren’t quite appropriate. She loves music, though, and one of her activities with Tom is watching music videos and listening to new music together. One song that’s been a hit–I think it’s the strumming sounds–is Mumford and Sons’ “The Cave.”
Told you that to tell you this: the other night she was having a really rough time settling down for bed. She asked to snuggle up with me, but when I tried she pushed and shoved me away. Behavior is communication and Maggie usually has a good reason when she lashes out like that. Her words said “Snuggle” but her body said “This is not working.” So I tried to engage her.
“Honey, let’s try to think about what you need and see if you can tell me. Do you need hugs? [no] Do you need a kiss? [no] Do you need a backrub?”
And then…she busted out of the cave:
“I need freedom now and I need to know how to live my life as it’s meant to be.”
I nearly fell off the bed. Of all times the expression “I need” is uttered in one’s day and in one’s media (I can think of three or four other books that we had read just that day that had “I need” as a central theme), how did she pick that line? That specific line?
“Okay baby. I’ll just lie here quietly until you decide,” I said. After a minute she picked up my hand and wrapped it around her until she was comfortable, and we snuggled.
I texted a friend afterward: “Should I take that as a sign from the universe or just casual inappropriate scripting?”
Friend: “I think you should take that as a sign that Maggie is too cool for this galaxy and that she’s going to be just fine.”
And so I shall.