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“3. Teach her how to celebrate herself.
Your daughter should know how to brag without guilt or shame. Teach her that she has to make no apologies for her strength, her skills, or the things that she is most proud of about herself. She may not receive the acknowledgments she deserves from society, but that shouldn’t stop her from feeling amazing about herself!”
15 Thoughts On Raising Empowered Black Women: BuzzFeed
My shopping experiences with Bear have born a greater resemblance to marathons than sprints. The girl’s never met a store she didn’t want to browse, and the concept of window shopping eludes her. Every aisle, sometimes twice, running commentary the whole time.
What can I say? The girl loves to shop.
Except a single glorious experience when it came to back to school shoe shopping.
Leave it to my youngest to bring up back to school shopping. In July. While on vacation.
I guess one could praise Bear for her foresight and responsibility. Me? I fell back on Advanced Parenting 301. I said I didn’t want to think about it until August.
And dammit, here we are.
The blessing of girls. Their tough and tender souls. Their passion, their wit, and the way they cut straight through your bullshit to get to the core of the matter. The size of their hearts and the strength in their fight.
And the power of girls. How their intuition and empathy help them become outstanding natural leaders. Their vision of what is as well as what could be. Their instinctive belief that all things are possible.
But oh, what we’ve done to them…
There’s no greater joy than watching Bear grow into herself as she revels in her strength. She is a powerhouse – a tornado raging through life, confident that her courage and convictions will carry her over the finish line.
Our girl: beauty, bravery, strength, love. It’s quite a sight to see.
Bear’s turning out to be a pretty fun chick. Funny, smart, silly…opinionated and not the least bit afraid to say what she thinks. Hanging out with her is a good time. Can she be a little hormonal at times? Sure. But then again, so can I.
Me and my girl, my girl and me.
Which is how the two of us have managed to survive not just jeans shopping but the pursuit of the ultimate retail unicorn: swimsuits.
There’s nothing like some good conversation over hot fudge sundaes to make my week.