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My 6-Year-Old Daughter Came Home From Aunt’s House After A Cousin Spa Day And Lifted Her Hat…

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side.”

My mother-heart flinched.

My mother-mouth said, “Your head. Your choice.”

She smiled.

“Exactly.”

That was the ending Vanessa never understood.

She thought beauty was a limited resource. Attention was a prize. Love was a spotlight. If another girl shone, her daughter dimmed. If my child was admired, hers had lost something.

But Lily learned the truth.continue reading …

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