During our music lesson today, I was reading the girls a biography of Peter Tchaikovsky. It turns out Mr. Tchaikovsky was an extremely sensitive child and adult. The book described him as being hurt and wounded by things that most people probably wouldn't even notice or at the very least, wouldn't take personally. The author pointed out that although this was very hard on Tchaikovsky, it was this incredible sensitivity to feelings that allowed him to become a great Romantic composer. At this point, my eldest daughter turned to my (very sensitive) six-year-old and said, with sincerity and without malice, "Maybe you'll be a great Romantic composer!" to which the six-year-old began sobbing quietly and then removed herself to the corner. For thirty minutes.
Hmm. Maybe she will be a great Romantic composer.