Would the advice for my daughter be any different than the advice I was given when growing up? When I was about 5 or 6 years old, I remember playing in the waiting room of the doctor's office with my grandmother. We had been talking about "what we want to be when we grow up" at school lately, and I suddenly I announced to my grandma "I want to work in a doctor's office when I grow up!" My grandma, delighted, asked "so you want to be a doctor?" I shook my head and pointed to the …
Holding Her Back…Just a Little
By Candace Derickx Ahhh, my oldest daughter. She is me. I am her. It is for this reason of course that we butt heads frequently. After all, we are both always right. So you understand of course that "No" is not a word that my daughter has ever accepted without question — ever. Which is really just karma giving me a good old kick in the head for being exactly this way with my mother. Bitch. (Karma, not my mother) I tell you all this because last Friday I handed down a no. A no so …
