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The Accidental Role Model

My 6-year-old daughter is watching me. And sometimes, it turns out, that’s not the worst thing.

Like many other moms, I’m sure, the idea of having a daughter was thrilling -- the clothes! The dance recitals! The quiet, neat playdates! The clothes! -- but also unsettling. Some little woman-to-be was going to be using me as a model for what to do (or, more likely, what not to do). Gulp.

But this morning, I realized maybe I’m not doing such a bad job. My daughter was watching me put sunscreen on my face (Purpose Dual Treatment Moisture Lotion with SPF 15 to be exact. An excellent light, not-greasy everyday sunscreen if you need one.) and asked why I would put sunscreen on in the winter. I quickly told her that even though the sun is not as strong as it is in summer, going outside even just to go to the train or walk to work or get lunch can hurt my skin after a while. So I do this everyday so I can always be your pretty mommy. Or something like that. I went to get dressed and when I passed by the bathroom again, found her putting my sunscreen on her face. She smiled and said “For when I go out at recess. So I can always be your pretty girl.”

Damn, I’m good. And I wasn’t even trying.