“Watch me, Mom! Watch me!”
“Look at me!”
“See what I’m doing!”
“Mom, are you watching?”
Am I watching? I try to. I want to. It seems important. Watching children attempt somersaults or couch dives may be one of the less celebrated aspects of parenthood, but it is clear to me that the need for a witness is somehow vital to a child’s world.
Yet, as a mothe…
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