‘The photographer asked, ‘Would you like to retake the photo without the tooth?’ She replied, ‘Nope, I’m good!’: Mom admires ‘strong-willed’ daughter after hilarious school photos Love What Matters

“This is Lucy. And this is Lucy’s 1st-grade school picture. Yes, that is a tooth. This tooth had been hanging on by a string for weeks. We could have pulled it, but she liked the way it looked and enjoyed playing with it at all hours of the day. Typical Lucy. My messy-haired, ferocious, critter-loving Lucy, who would rather spend her time searching ditches for frogs and bugs than playing dress-up or dolls!!!

The one who takes off her shoes and socks as soon as she enters in the door, leaving a trail of them all over the home because they’re too restrictive. If we let her, she’d spend the entire day in her underpants. She despises getting dressed (or even getting out of bed), gets annoyed when I try to arrange her hair, and doesn’t have time to bother about whether or not her clothing match.

I told her to keep her renegade tooth in line for her pictures before she departed for school on picture day. ‘Okay, mum,’ she murmured as she bounced off to the bus stop with that sarcastic smirk of hers. Instead, she did something like this.

My free-spirited, independent, self-assured 7-year-old stuck that baby out for the world to see. Look at how proud she is! This is the look of a girl who knows exactly what she’s doing. This is a girl who knows that this picture will forever be displayed at all future milestones of her life. Sweet-Sixteen birthday. Graduation. Wedding. Her dad already had this picture turned into a travel coffee mug for me.

He definitely won best the gift ever award! When the photographer asked if she wanted to retake the picture without the tooth sticking out, she replied, ‘Nope, I’m good!’ Before she left for school on picture day, I told her to keep her rogue tooth in line for her pictures. As she skipped off to the bus stop, she gave me that wry smile of hers and said, ‘Okay, mom.’ This is what she did instead.

My free-spirited, independent, self-assured 7-year-old stuck that baby out for the world to see. Look at how proud she is! This is the look of a girl who knows exactly what she’s doing. This is a girl who knows that this picture will forever be displayed at all future milestones of her life. Sweet-Sixteen birthday. Graduation. Wedding. Her dad already had this picture turned into a travel coffee mug for me. He definitely won best the gift ever award!

She does not adhere to societal norms. She is one-of-a-kind, and she is proud of it. I have to fight the want to stifle her personality out of fear of what others might think of her (or myself, as a mother, if I’m being completely honest.) I wish I had her attitude, her tenacity, and her tenacity. I rarely express my worries or speak out when anything bothers me because I’m afraid of disappointing or, worse, offending someone. When it comes to confrontation, I’m apathetic. Every day, I put in a lot of effort to make sure she isn’t.

Growing up, I was all about what others thought of me. I wanted so desperately to be liked, to be popular. I strived to fit in and belong instead of embracing the fact that I could have been just like Lucy when I was young: imaginative, quirky, wild, and very much a rough and tumble kind of girl. And my mother worried too.

My beloved Memaw told her I marched to the beat of my own drum, but the lure of popularity got to me and I lost myself trying to be something I was not. I desperately wish I could go back and tell my younger self all that doesn’t matter! I’d tell myself that, in the long run, being true to yourself is the most important life lesson I could give. There are many aspects of my youth and early adulthood that I would change; however, there are far many others that I am proud of.

 

I eventually found my way. I just wish I had the confidence and belief in myself along the journey.

She doesn’t conform to societal standards. She’s unique and she embraces it. I often have to stop myself from squashing her individuality, afraid of what others might think of her (or me, as a mother, if I’m being totally honest.). I wish I had her attitude, her spunk, her feistiness. I rarely voice my concerns or speak up when something bothers me in fear that I might disappoint someone, or even worse, make someone mad at me. I’m passive when it comes to confrontation. I work hard every day to make sure she’s not.

Growing up, I was all about what others thought of me. I wanted so desperately to be liked, to be popular. I strived to fit in and belong instead of embracing the fact that I could have been just like Lucy when I was young: imaginative, quirky, wild, and very much a rough and tumble kind of girl. And my mother worried too.

My beloved Memaw told her I marched to the beat of my own drum, but the lure of popularity got to me and I lost myself trying to be something I was not. I desperately wish I could go back and tell my younger self all that doesn’t matter! I’d tell myself that, in the long run, being true to yourself is the most important life lesson I could give. There are many aspects of my youth and early adulthood that I would change; however, there are far many others that I am proud of.

I eventually found my way. I just wish I had the confidence and belief in myself along the journey. My greatest wish is that Lucy’s emboldened attitude stays with her. She needs to know that she’s allowed to be heard. She’s allowed to speak up for what she wants. She’s allowed to let others know when she feels slighted or dismissed or is unhappy with the way she’s being treated. It’s okay to be brave, bold, and strong-willed.

And when my husband and I get frustrated at her strong will, we often have to remind ourselves it will help her navigate the world better as she gets older. For now, we just hunker down and try to guide her to be the best human being she can possibly be. She’s young now, but I know the older she gets, the more she’s going to feel the pull of what society expects from her.

And every time she feels that pull, I hope she sticks that tooth out and tells the world, ‘Nope, I’m good!’” This story was submitted to Love What Matters by Amy Brennfoerder of Rogers, Arkansas!!!

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