a fantastic evening for me is crashing into my son’s bath with my
clothes on, chasing him around the house with a diaper on my aqua blue
bubble bath covered head, cooking cheap crappy pizza (side of green
beans too, don’t worry), and reading Llama Llama Red Pajama to him.
Pretty much all the same stuff I did when I was single, just now I do
it with my son instead of my date. I used to run around the world
looking for the exact thing I now have sitting in ... my home. " --
If you're like me, you have a long "To Do" list, and at the end of the day you never feel like you've accomplished enough. This is your official reminder that your In Box will never be empty, but your children will grow up. Sooner than you think, you will be the last person they'll want to spend time with. READ POST
I was walking down a NY city street last Sunday when I saw a young family out walking. Mom was pregnant. Dad was holding the hand of his two year old son. The little boy was crying. “Up!” he said. “Up, Daddy!”
“No,” says Dad. “You’ve been up on my shoulders all morning. You walk now.” He was literally yanking his kid’s arm, half pulling him along the sidewalk.
The boy cried harder. I was so glad I wasn’t him. I was also glad I wasn’t his mom, who was too pregnant to carry him and looked pretty unhappy. And I was glad I wasn’t his dad, who must have had aching shoulders.
Then I realized that it was early afternoon, and clearly nap time. Apparently, this boy had been out all morning doing things with his parents. So naturally he was having a meltdown. Not a great time for dad to be setting this limit. Not a great time to be anywhere except home, putting this little guy down for his nap.
Now, I don’t doubt Dad was tired of carrying Junior. For all I know, he had a bad back, and could have put his back out if he lifted any more. It’s so hard to balance our needs against our kids. Who knows what drove these parents to have their tired toddler out on the street half the day, without even a stroller? Maybe it was important. Maybe the kid refuses to get into a stroller. And who am I to judge this dad and his aching shoulders?
But I do know that moments like this are important in a child’s life, because they teach our kids defining messages. Like whether the world is a nurturing place. Whether the child is lovable enough for his parents to care about meeting his needs. READ POST