Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Adolescence, Childhood, Daughters | Posted on 26-02-2016
Tags: confidence, daughters, growing up, magic, parenting, support
When my daughter was a toddler, I bought her tutus and fairy wings and red shoes. Each day, I would help her dress and slip on her little red shoes and fasten the little velcro straps.
Now, at 13 years old, I bought her man shoes.
Her feet grew in the middle of basketball season. Time to hit the sporting goods store. In the women’s section, there were only two styles to choose from.
Try these! Too tight.
Try these! Too small.
OK, Goldilocks, do you need man shoes? Yes.
In the men’s section, there were dozens to choose from. Big man basketball shoes. She tried some on. They fit!
Ah, just right.
No longer in little shoes or fairy wings, she now flies across the basketball court wearing her man shoes. But still with that magical sparkle in her eye.