Just a little story to celebrate my quiet but fierce growing girl.
Don’t we all want our girls to be confident enough to speak up when they feel hurt? Don’t we all want our girls to be brave enough to say what they feel? Don’t we hope for our girls to have the courage to ask questions and want explanations?
We do, and they can.
That’s what our headstrong Anna did tonight. It’s not some long, complicated story. Basically, she was acting a little sassy today and talking back some too. At dinner, she was acting like a smart aleck towards her father. Mistake one. And, then she continued to argue with him about something dumb, and he called her a smart aleck. It went something like, “you need to stop acting like a smart aleck”. (and she was but…)
But, she got quiet, finished her cake, and left the table. When she came upstairs a couple minutes later, she came to me and asked why it was ok for dad to call her a “smart aleck” when he tells them it’s not ok for her and Brody to say that. “It’s a bad word. And, it made me sad when he said that”. She was very serious and got a little teary when telling me how “that hurt her feelings”. So, I suggested she go downstairs and tell him how she feels.
She did, calmly and humbly. She told him the exact same thing she told me, (as I listened in from upstairs). He told her he didn’t like her arguing , that he was sorry he hurt her feelings, and then he asked for a hug.
It was so sweet, and powerful. Honesty and forgiveness. It’s cool when something good comes out of something bad, even in small learning moments like this. Life lessons for the night:
Speak up for what you want and need.
Words are powerful, good and bad. Use them wisely.
Be honest. Be brave.
I love a powerful girl.