My 9 year old daughter is having an unusual effect on me.
You could almost say she is parenting me. Disciplining me.
Because, very simply, I am becoming more like her.
Her standards -- which are higher than mine --
are becoming my standards. Which makes me her disciple.
That sounds a little magical, wouldn't you say?
There's a few cute mechanisms to it ~ a few...
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