This is a picture of my daughter (right) and her best friend. They have a great time together.
My daughter’s best friend has a beautiful smile and loves to laugh.
She has a kind and playful spirit, and is always up for a good playground.
She has the ability to sing every word to her favorite songs and adores dance class.
I am the mother of a beautiful little girl who just happens to have some different needs.
My daughter is strong and smart and kind.
She is curious and fun and stubborn.
She likes dessert better than dinner and can read the emotion on someone’s face in an instant.
My daughter makes me laugh every day and she would make you laugh, too, if you spent time with her. I guarantee it. Continue reading
My child is…
strong and creative.
sensitive and resilient.
funny and kind.
unique and quirky.
friendly and witty.
bright and spirited.
loving and happy.
My child is not…
Not one little bit. And I would never want her to be.
So, why are her tests?
I call this picture “The Proud Mama”.
Yep, that’s my reflection in the mirror in the back of the dance studio. You can see from the look on my face that pride is literally radiating from my being.
Why am I so proud? You may think it’s because I am responsible for birthing this incredibly adorable ballerina. And, yes, that’s part of it. But what I’m most proud of is the fact that my baby girl is doing this. She is participating in her first dance class – her first independent extra-curricular activity, actually – and I couldn’t be happier for her.
I have come to realize that in the long run these grades, the ones we often place so much value on, don’t really matter. Grades are not the “be all and end all” to who my daughter is. No, not one bit.
Here are some things that DO matter:
-The smile on my daughter’s face each morning when it’s time to leave for school.
-The open and honest stories she shares each afternoon about how her day went. Continue reading