My Daughter Cut Into Her Gender Reveal Cake and Burst Into Tears—Then the Baker Pulled Me Aside and Showed Me Why
A man who had done something profoundly wrong.
My daughter had to decide what all of that meant.
If I used her pain as permission to take over, I would be repeating a smaller version of Spencer’s mistake.
Deciding for her because I thought I knew what was best.
So I learned to ask:
“What do you want?”
Not:
“Here is what you should do.”