Not enough room?

     I had to hold myself back today.  I about told a four year old girl where she could step off, real Christian right?  I managed to keep myself from unleashing on a bratty four year old, but just barely.  What did this girl do to make a grown woman get so mad?  She hurt my baby girl's feelings. 
     Tate and I got home from our gym/couponing morning errands and saw our sweet neighbors playing outside.  No sooner than I turned the car off  was Mary Ella poking her head into the carport asking if Tate could come play.  I love Mary Ella, she is beautiful inside and out and has a generous heart just like her mother.   Tate and I walked over to talk with Amy and the little girl she was baby sitting.  This little girl ran off, mad because Mary Ella had another friend.  While Amy and I were talking this little girl fell to the ground sobbing like she had been stung by something.  What was wrong with the little angel?  She was screaming that she wanted to go inside with Mary Ella, but not her other friend, my Tater.
    It was clear to me that this child gets just about what ever she wants with this crying/screaming routine.  Tate and I went back to our house and I could tell her feelings were really hurt.  Tate has thick skin, not much gets to her but this did.  After seeing my baby girl shunned by another child who made her feel unwanted it  really raised my hackles.  What is wrong with children?  For that matter what is wrong with women who are unable to be friends with more than one person?  I think part of the reason this ticked me off so much is that is has happened to me, and I know how much it stings.  I've run across a few women who are unable to be friends with new people.  I don't get it.  I have more space in my heart for friends than I have time to make new ones. 
    Because of the moving around Brad and I do I have become really good at reaching out to make friends.  It doesn't mean it's easy, I jut put on my big girl panties and do it.  Being the new girl stinks.  Feeling like an outsider stinks.  Watching those feelings manifest in my tough as nails Tater and watching it knock the wind out of her sails really stinks.  I wish little girls and grown ones alike would realize that there is no cap on the number of friends you can have.  There is room to be friends with as many people as you want.  My daughter nor I are looking to steal your friends or replace any  old ones.  Thankfully most of the women I have met are wonderfully welcoming.  The more places I live and the more people I meet I'm learning to find the people with room enough for more friends in their lives. 
     Tate is now napping, after a little special attention from Mommy.  I'm going to have my afternoon cup of coffee and be thankful for each of my friends who had enough room for me and my family in their lives.