There is a man sleeping on our couch right now. A man who adulted and daddied so hard today he just crashed. Good thing he’s my husband and not some random guy who followed me home from the grocery store. That would be awkward.
Parents, speak life over your kids. At swim lessons I overheard a dad say “I think he’s a lost cause.” And this is not a bad dad. He’s a good dad who was embarrassed by his child’s screaming. We have ALL been there. Sometimes multiple times a day. When the frustration, embarrassment and anger wells up inside, ask the Holy Spirit to tame your tongue and speak encouragement & life. Whatever you speak will become part of your child’s internal voice.
Hey fancy pants people in the Scottsdale Quarter- that tiny blur that ran past you was my son. And that bigger blur wearing a skirt and barefoot was me. Sprinting at top speed. Like in my high school days. Evidently, my two-year-old is a bigger motivator than the starting gun. In other news, somebody get that kid a track scholarship because any kid who can giggle like a maniac and still run that fast is clearly being under utilized. Somebody get me an Advil.
I just deleted “Joshua’s nap time” off of my daily calendar. He really gave it up a couple of months ago. I think I just officially gave up. I’ll be crying myself to sleep in a corner. No I won’t. There’s no more sleep in this house.
Yesterday’s convo:
Me: “Joshua, what was the best part of your day?”
Him: “Chips.”
Me: “Oh, you mean the chips you ate with your sandwich at lunch?”
Him: “Yep.”
Me: “But what about when you went with Pops and Q for gelato? That was really neat, right?”
*silence*
Him: “Chips.”
–sorry James & Susan… I tried.