Everyone is constantly saying it.
Pretty dress. Pretty smile. Pretty shoes. Pretty eyes. Pretty. Pretty. Pretty.
I say it to her too (and I mean it).
But I ALSO want her to know that she is smart, capable, strong, inventive, kind, brave, loving, and creative.
I want her to know that - when it comes down to it - I don't really care if her clothes match or her hair is brushed.
I want her to find beauty in nature, in acts of service, in moments of familiarity at home - not on the covers of magazines or on TV.
So I try my best not to fuss too much over the frizz in MY hair or the size of MY hips. And I try to praise her intellect, her ambition, and her integrity...often.
Yesterday, she skipped into my room with a dress on that she picked out all by herself. "Do I look pretty, mama?" she wanted to know.
I smiled, "Yes, you look super pretty! But do you know where true beauty comes from?"
She beamed at me, "From your heart?"
Yes, my sweet girl. Yes.
How do you teach your daughter(s) about true beauty? Have you noticed that people tend to compliment outward appearances more than character, talent, or tenderheartedness?