In the category of things that make you go hmmm? I was wondering why out of the blue the same pair both wanted inroads into me. Must be the dinosaur story as a friend recounted to me – her therapist had two children, four and seven, and she would play dinosaur with them – come into the room and roar and roar like a big T Rex – the girls would scream and scream and then the youngest, the four year old, would say, “I want to be the baby dinosaur.”
Faced with a threatening presence, the youngest aligned herself with the threat.
So it’s up to me to stand up – to diffuse both attractions and make myself smaller in their eyes by getting further away. Like the Old 97s lyrics: “you’re getting smaller in my rearview mirror.”