Power In Different Forms (Girl power, Confidence)

Out shopping, I asked her for a piggy back ride. She pretended to go along with it, and I commented how amazing it would be if she was that powerful; that girls are powerful. It somehow turned into her commenting…

Her – “But not as much as boys.”

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked right at her

Me – “Excuse me?!!! Excuse me?!!!”

She froze not knowing what to say.

Me – “Girls are just as powerful as boys.”

Her – “Okay.”

Me – “Besides, being powerful is more than muscles. You can be powerful with your mind, powerful with your heart, powerful with your smarts, too.”


Me – “Let me ask you something, if a boy tries to force himself through a locked door and a girl walks up with a key and goes right in, who is more powerful?”

Her – “The girl.”

Me – “Exactly.”

Nudging through Shyness (Courage, Fostering independence, Self-confidence)

At Trader Joe’s she wanted popsicles.

Me – “Ok, here is the money, go get them.”

I sat down on a bench and waited near the register as she whined and squirmed her way to the checkout. The lady was lovely with her, and as we left she said to me, “I did the same thing with my daughter.”

Five minutes later, we were at the gas station…

Me – “Honey, can you go in and pay. Please tell them $22 on pump two.”

Again, she squirmed, her body contorting into a ball of social fear.

Me – “Why are you being afraid of people? What do you think is going to happen?”

Her – “They will say get out!”

Me – “They would never say that. Everyone is nice to you. If they say that, I will buy you two thousand popsicles.”

She looked at me as if to say I was being ridiculous, and, true, I was.

Me – “Okay, forty popsicles. Come on. Twenty-two on two. You can do it.”

Finally, off she went. It was a good thirty meters away. I saw her glance at me one more time from inside, and then she disappeared. Moments later, she emerged, walking tall and proudly.

High five!

My little girl is powerful in many ways, but in many social situations she needs nudges. She doesn’t like them, but she loves how she feels about herself at the other side of it.