The Delicate Matter of WeightI think most little kids weigh themselves, from time to time, just for fun. Maybe their mother gives them a growth check once a month, or sometimes when they step out of the bath they hop on the scales, just because it's fun. Maybe their bathroom doesn't have any scales, but they weigh themselves at grandma's, because they like the feel of the cool cork mat, and the sight of numbers whizzing by.
How long, I wonder, before the numbers start to really mean anything? Before they become a scope against which to measure yourself, a dreaded moment, a cross to bear?
At what age is a child called fat, and they wince, rather than rubbing their tummy and giggling? At what age do they look at themselves in the mirror and suck in their stomach? When do they first become warped by a socially misconstrued idea of beauty?
At what point do they start to think that if they can't live to fit that beautiful, ideal, perhaps they shouldn't live at all.
At what point does their mind shift subtly from 'wh