It had been raining for days and we were getting cabin fever. I saw a break in rain clouds on the radar, and told Margo, 4 years old, to grab her swimsuit so we could dash down to the boat harbor before the next rain squall. But… we weren’t fast enough. Half way through our swim, we had to bolt. We were walking through a wide open field when it started bucketing rain and the wind was nearly horizontal. All I had to protect us was this enormous golf umbrella!
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Dealing with a child’s irrational fears is sort of like going through spiritual bootcamp. As you go through it, you’ve found that you’ve experienced, denial, anger, frustration, compassion, patience, acceptance and, in the end, unconditional love. Today, my 3 1/2 year old daughter touched a dog Yes, TOUCHED a dog, as in willingly went up to it and pet it. A year ago, if she had even saw a dog, from a mile away, she would have climbed up me like I was a tree and then leaped into my arms. Read the rest of this entry →