Yesterday, I took my four-year-old daughter for a mommy/ daughter pedicure. The lady taking care of us told my girl, “You’re so pretty. Don’t get fat.” Excuse me? That just happened. I didn’t even know what to say. Luckily my daughter, who is tall and skinny and built like a ballerina, let it blow over …
I’m terrified of heights and my daughter follows in my cautious footsteps. We were recently faced with a situation that required us to either confront our fears or take the easy way out: Ever since Genevieve was born, I dreamed of taking her to a mommy and me yoga class. Now that I am finally …
My daughter is learning how to ride a bike and struggles peddling uphill. Today she asked me if she can just ride downhill instead. My reply? You have to pedal hard uphill to get to the smooth riding downhill. This applies to so much in life and I want her to learn early on that …