Don't Ask Her to Smile

At four, my daughter was already distinctly aware of her looks.

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I recall one episode where she made alluring faces in the mirror. She rocked her hips back and forth, and then told me how cute she looked.

It was sassy for sure (a gender-weighted adjective) and precocious (another one), but I wondered what Disney cartoon taught her that. The whole time she…