I'm not naive enough to think I can actually give Paige a positive body image, but I can at least try to mitigate a negative one. Here's one example of this ongoing dialogue I try to have with her. This conversation happened just a few hours ago:
Paige: Can I run on the treadmill after you?
Me: Sure honey.
Paige: [Running]: I want to run on the treadmill so I can be skinny.
Me: Why would you want to be skinny?
Paige: I don't know. I just do.
Me: But why?
Paige: [Name redacted] said I was fat. I was on the monkey bars hanging upside down and she said I was fat right in my ear so I could hear it. Then I told the teacher and she said 'I never said that.'"
Me: Who cares though?
Paige: I don't know.
Me: Who cares what [Name redacted] said, and who cares if you're fat or skinny? You shouldn't want to run on a treadmill to get skinny. You're perfect the way you are. Remember "All About that Bass?" I'm like the mama in that song. I'm telling you don't worry about your size.
Paige: Ok. Well I also want to run on the treadmill because it's good for my body.
Me: Ok honey. That's a different story.
Paige: Ok, can I be done now?
Me: With this conversation or with the treadmill?
Paige: Both.
Me: Sure honey.
Now if I can just have a similar dialogue with myself, and believe it, I'll be all set. Right?






