Our 3rd Child

It has recently come to my attention that we have a 3rd child. She is 4 years old, her name is Stacy and she is Vivi’s imaginary friend.

But our relationship with Stacy is a little weird. She doesn’t live with us, even though she is over all the time, she lives in her imaginary house.

I am not her mother; she has her own imaginary mother, although we have never met formally.

Vivi and Stacy are always together. The other day, Vivi was tiptoeing through the living room, whispering to “someone” behind her. They were on their way to the bathroom to see if another imaginary friend is in there. I don’t know the new friend, but I’m sure I’ll get to know him or her very soon.

Everyday we have to sing Happy Birthday to Stacy because everyday is her birthday. She must be 75 years old by now, but Vivi insists that she is still 4.

Stacy is a bit accident prone too. Here are some conversations between Vivi and Me about Stacy.

Vivi: “Stacy fell off her bike.”

Me: “Oh no! Did she hurt herself?”

Vivi: “Her head bleed.”

Me: “That’s terrible; she should wear a helmet and be more careful”

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While driving on the expressway.

Vivi: “Stacy fell out of the car.”

Me: “Oh…I guess she’ll have to run and catch up to us.”

Vivi: “Ok, she’s back in the car.”

Me: “Wow that was fast!”

Vivi : “Yeah, she’s a fast runner.”

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While I was fighting with Emerson about her homework

Vivi: “Mommy, why you mad at Emmy?”

Me: “She won’t do her homework.”

Vivi: “Stacy did all her homework.”

Me: “Good.”

Vivi: “You mad at Stacy?”

Me: “If she did all her homework, then I have no beef with her.”

Vivi: “OK.”

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Vivi: "Stacy died."

Me: "She did?"

Vivi: "Yep, she fell in the water and died, but her mommy saved her"

Me: "She's alright now?"

Vivi: "Yep, she's right here."

Me: "Oh, hi Stacy, I didn't see you there." "Glad you're ok."

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I was reading that an imaginary friend is usually the child’s alter ego. If your child is afraid of the dark, the imaginary child may not be afraid and that is how the child deals with their fear.

If you have a “good” child and the imaginary friend is naughty, this may be that your child feels that they have too many rules or punishments.

So, what does it mean if your child’s imaginary friend is a klutz?