Confidence

confidence

There's nothing like watching your children build confidence. Oftentimes, they absolutely refuse to try new things, I believe, due to the fear of the unknown. Whether it's going down a slide or eating a scary-looking casserole, they just don't like crossing that threshold. For the longest time, Sloane's was the monkey bars. Regardless of where we went, every park or playground had them, and there was always one or two kids that had mastered them and loved to show-off their newfound skills.

Sloane wanted so badly to be just like them...to effortlessly fly across those bars. But the minute she'd reach out and grab that first one and step-off to a dead hang, she'd freeze.

No confidence in herself or her ability to do it. None. Zero. Zilch.

Until now.

At some point over the last few months, she figured it out. Not only can she make it all the way across, but she loves to get about halfway across and just hang...as if she's rubbing it in the face of the monkey bars. Smack talk without the talk, if you will.

Now that she has the monkey bars under her belt, I'm excited to what's next. No training wheels on her bike? Maybe.

In all honesty, I'd like to see her overcome her absolute refusal to eat the crust on her sandwiches.

Only time will tell...