AUTHENTIC SECULAR PARENTING: LETTING CHILDREN CHOOSE
It was when my oldest daughter turned five that I saw her for the person she’d always been. Essence is resilient, fiercely independent, and unabashedly logical in her approach to the world. Even at five, these qualities shone strong. It was the Picture Day fiasco, the day kids learn to dread but parents love—at first.
Essence chose her outfit: a long dress, with layers of pink lace nearly to the ground. It’s an elegant garb for a dainty little girl. Instead of soft white or petal pink shoes to match her over-the-top ensemble, my daughter wore her Velcro, strap-across sandals. I despised these sandals. They were hideous: The pink had faded, an inch of brown covered the bottom ...