I've never been one to ease into things. I'm more a full-throttle type of gal. Although it might take me a while to make a decision, once I'm committed, I'm committed. Period.
You might call it focused. You might call it strong-willed, or driven, or Type A.
Whatever you call it, I see it in my oldest daughter. (To borrow a phrase from a friend, when you put the two of us in a room, it's the impenetrable force verses the immovable object.) The girl's got grit. This will serve her well in life, I remind myself as we work to mold this attribute for good -- say, productive leadership and resistance to peer pressure; rather than for evil -- namely, becoming a dictator of a small country.
She takes this drive to everything she does. She's conquered the monkey bars both forward and backward, and now she's out to master chin-ups. When she saw these pictures, she commented, "I'm only at a nose-up, not a chin-up yet. You've got to take me to the park so I can practice some more."
I don't think anything is going to stop this little girl.
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