For the longest time I can remember I used to cringe with embarrassment for things like a) being an aggressive tomboy in school, I was 10 yrs old b) dancing on camera for my sister’s wedding, I was 13 yrs old (btw having two left feet I am still a little embarrassed every time I see the video) c) not being an avid cook at time I got married, I was 24. I am 30 now and all these things are pretty insignificant leading me to believe, age and ergo our experience/inexperience makes us label incidents good, bad or ugly. I can never get my daughter to feel bad for not wanting to go to the kindergarden or stop her from wondering out aloud about why that lady on the bus has blue hair. Why? Because at 3 staying away from home, even for a couple of hours, is unthinkable and the second because she is only learning the ways of the world. When your little brother stops you from calling him the sobriquet he was born with, its not him. Its just that he hasn't been aroun...