I am sad that my five-year-old wrote on our door in permanent marker. She knows better. I’m proud that she is learning to write. And that she chose to write these two words—her name and mine.

When she showed me her work, I had a choice: reprimand her for writing on the door. Or tell her proud I am of her.

I think you can guess which I chose.

Happy Thanksgiving, Americanos!

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