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Come on, baby, brush it off, let it go.
Don’t stop now, love, you will figure this out.
You’ve got this, kiddo, keep going.
That’s some legit advice right there, no? Up against the casual panic of our wild ego minds, this stuff sounds good to hear; some solid, grounded, encouraging words for the one who refuses to quit.
Words that remind her how brave she is for showing up. Words that compliment his determination, that congratulate his trying, his moving, his putting it out there.
We see this with kids all the time: learning to walk, learning to speak, learning to ride a bike, to write, to dance, to not put peas up their nose (in their ears, etc.). Kids are precious and innocent and we allow them to get about the exploration, to get messy, to fall off.