Riya was having a little trouble pumping on the swings yesterday. Usually she does just fine, but she must’ve been tired this time. She kept slowing down, and then she’d whine for more pushes.
Finally, I told her, “Put your tummy into it! All your Girl Power comes from your tummy!” (Robin got her a Danica Patrick shirt that says “Girl Power,” and she absolutely loves it.)
Karina piped up, “Yeah, and all my Girl Power comes from my breasts.”
I took it as further proof that my work here is almost done.