Of all the things Ashton Kutcher has received flack for—Punk’d, Dude, Where’s My Car? his portrayal of Steve Jobs—I found it ludicrous he got pushback after the birth of his daughter.
Every gap is gone; any sense of wonder or fear disappeared.
I read the words aloud before fully realizing what they said. And then I paused. And then a wide smile spread across my face and I started laughing.
If we were in line next to one another at a store, you would be outraged if you heard me say: “This is why you eat right and exercise, so you don’t get fat.”
Why had I let her meltdown, allowing her to cry and lose control of her emotions instead of just reading the book in the first place? Was I trying to be a firm-hand parent? Saying no for the sake of no?