Look at her be ready to receive the ball!
We got home and ordered pics like these from her first game, to make a photo book of her. She is elated.
It is interesting to have a child who marches to the beat of her own drum. I have to watch myself and not pressure her to be like the other girls. I dread the thought of her not fitting in or feeling left out. But I bite my tongue because she needs to be herself. The girls in her class talk a lot about the crushes they have on boys. Once they teased her about liking someone. She quipped back: “I’m not allowed to date for 8 more years. Talking about crushes is going to get REALLY BORING. Can we please talk about something else?”