
My eldest was reading novels at six but couldn't do the climbing wall. My youngest could climb before she could walk but stuggled with her words. Same parents. Same house. Totally different kids. I got so caught up in the comments and the comparisons that I nearly missed how brilliant they both are. Just in their own way. In their own time. This one's about why I stopped measuring my kids against everyone else's and started just letting them be them.
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