It's an interesting day when you walk into your local Starbucks and one of your favorite barista starts her greeting with your kids are the best.
The last time we were in there my daughters followed her around the store talking to her about themselves and learning about how the coffee shop runs itself. That day in particular my daughter was beaming from ear to ear because she had beat her fellow classmate, who happens to be the fastest girl in her class, in a race.
I encourage these moments of pride because they balance out a world where a child is down on themselves for lack capabilities in other areas.
But then barrista turns to me and says she was telling me about her race and I say to her it must feel good to beat someone and my daughter without a beat turns to her and says:
"No, I was fast because I believed in myself."
Now here is the barrista in front of me gushing about my daughter, I'm trying to stay beyond humble... but inside I'm wanting to high five my girl.
The world is full of constant reminders that girls have a chance of self esteem issues. That we need to foster their strengths. Ohhh and having 4 girls makes those messages 4x more valid.
But today I get to have the pride. I get to relish on the good moment, I get to balance my own mother moments with a check mark of a win moment.
