My daughter recently turned seven. Up until this point she has been completely unaware of the opinions of others. This summer I noticed her sweet little feet were standing on the doorstep and I used the opportunities that God placed in front of me to prepare her for the ugliness that lays on the other side.
It started with a comment about liking “boy stuff”. The boxes toys are placed in, the isle it is on, these things have started to register with her. The media has crept into her tiny world through advertising on a toy box. I can not control every tiny detail of her world. Something will always worm its way into our home and lives. I will censure when I can, but it is also my job to build her up. To show her the way.
So before we reach the days of Teen Magazine I want to use my own “media” to impress upon her the awesomeness that is being a women in our family. Continue reading