“How was your day?” Lesley asked as we touched base at around 8:50 tonight. She had a much deserved and needed break with her sister and was on her 2 hour trip back home.
“I know you understand; but at one point it became survival mode.”
I feel I’m somewhat idealistic when it comes to a “me and the boys” day. I have visions of grandeur… I think: We’ll make a huge fort. Laugh and smile and build lego cities on the floor together, maybe pop some popcorn and watch a movie after supper – I’ll make steaks, sauté mushrooms, no one will complain about what we’re having to eat, and we’ll take turns talking theology, politics, and sharing our dreams, passions, and entrepreneurial goals for next year (2015 is coming fast)….
I didn’t get to much of that list (above). I take that back. I didn’t get to any of that list. We had a great day. It included breaking up fights. Ice packs. Apologies (from children and father), laughing, tickles, eating out, Walmart……
As a close friend would say. Helmet sticker for most of the day.
In reflecting on the day, I would have 1 take-away: “expect less and give more.”
I don’t mean give up on what you ask of your kids.. I mean be reasonable with what they are able to do ( age appropriate chores / assignments ).
I have this terrible habit of trying to pick up the house while the boys are in “play mode”. Instead of playing WITH them.. I try to pick up after them. Instead, I want to play more.
Do you relate?