“Can I be a cheerleader, Mommy?” Laurel asked one day long ago when I picked her up from the Kramer’s house. The very question sent chills down my spine. Definitely not a question I expected from my then first-grader. “Well, maybe someday you can,” I answered. “When you’re older.” Her face turned sad. “But I want to do it now. Larissa’s going to do it and so do I. … [Read more...] about My Daughter, A Cheerleader?