Five year olds alternately light up the universe around them with incandescence and brilliance, and act like frothing, seething demon possessed changelings. In short, they could try the patience of a stone. I, being so very very human and not at all stoney find it is my challenge not to become emotionally involved in the tantrums of a small child. If I am tired or stressed, I react.
So, I resolve to breathe, give space for the insanity to dissipate, and discuss calmly and rationally once the crisis has passed.
Today I will be grateful for the intelligence and great health of my child that allow him to be so maddeningly in his own world, unable to listen, zooming around the stratosphere, inventing reasons why he can't possibly do what I ask, challenging me, turning the tables on me, and of course creating the most amazing universes inside his own head.
I shall simply stop, breathe, and enjoy his imagination.
Remembering gratefulness.
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