The Brilliance of Her Growing Up.
She asks to put on a crown, and I let her. I’m surprised by this request, because playing princess is not something we do. It’s not that I’m opposed to it, but she just...
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And Then You Were a Girl.
It happened somewhere between childish toddler legs and long thighs. I noticed—almost suddenly—the way you began to articulate your thoughts in a precise manner that was no longer babyish. More, you started using phrases...
