Nolan threw his belly on the seat of the toy train at the mall and then pulled his legs up. I could have lifted him into the seat, but I didn’t. I stood by and watched what he’d do.
Finally he wiggled until he was sitting upright. He looked over at me and flashed a big smile that said, “Do you see me, Aunt Candace? I’m sitting in the cool train!”
Right that second, my 19-month-old nephew taught me something. He taught me that if there’s something I want, I have to be determined. I have to throw my whole self at it. No fear. Go all in.
And when I succeed, I need to beam with pride.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.