Several months ago Charlotte sat on my lap at the doctor's office looking out the window. I heard her gasp and point across the street at an outdoor basketball court where two boys were playing a game of one on one. She was aghast.
"Mom!" she cried. "Boys don't play basketball!"
I smiled both on the inside and out. All she's ever known is girls on the court. Can you tell her mama is a coach?
You go, girl.
As my favorite Disney commercial says, "DREAM BIG, PRINCESS!"
