She's been a dancer since she could walk.
And it's not because I was a dancer.
She's just an all around born performer.
She's five, so she doesn't know it yet.
This is an example of how my parenting of Porter and Brooklyn differs.
With Porter we've let him play any sport he chooses to see if it's a good fit for him.
It's different with Brooklyn.
We put her in dance as soon as she was potty trained, because, well, I kind of always wanted to have my own little dancer girl.
And she's good.
The girl has rhythm.
She's more of a free-styler, as opposed to taking direction from her teacher, but she totally has the natural ability.
She is not a born soccer player.
She still wants to play soccer.
Last week, after I signed Porter up for baseball, I realized she is old enough for T-ball.
It's hard for me to imagine her playing T-ball.
I remember Porter's first year with T-ball, and watching the girls on his team try to hit the ball...It was painful.
I don't want that to be Brooklyn.
Nate thought we should just ask her what she wants to do.
She wants to play T-ball.
She says she is good at it.
I feel like this is a big moment in parenting and I'm confused.
Do I make her do what I know she will succeed in,
or do I let her do what she wants to do when I kind of know she won't succeed. (Am I a bad mom for saying that I know she won't succeed?)
Just when I think I'm getting the hang of this parenting stuff, something else always comes along!