As my boys get older I often forget that they are still little boys. It is so hard to realize that my 3 1/2 year old is only 3 1/2. He is such a big boy. He is very tall for his age, and his face make him look like he is at least 5. I never realized how hard it is to remember ages, when he is so big. I expect so much more of him because he looks so old. With having his younger brother around, and having him be so dependent on me, that I want my older guy to be more independent. I forget that he is not that independent.
I find that sometimes it is just so important to take a few minutes out of my busy day to sit down and cuddle with my children. Read a book with them. Play with them. Listen to them. Taking the time to put them first is not an easy task. I often want to get so many things done that I forget that my children are there. I get angry when I want to do something and they are in the way. It is so easy to do that.
I find that by taking the time and letting them help me, it makes such a difference. It might take longer, alot longer at times, but in the long run it really doesn't. I don't have to yell as much. I don't have to get angry with him.
He just wants to help mommy, it is so important to him to make mommy proud. The smile on his face when he helps.
I have to remember that my children are my world. They love me no matter what happens. They are so easy to forgive, and forget.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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2 comments:
Hi, I just found your blog. You are so right about taking time with your boys. It is valuable. I am so curious about the word graffiti at the bottom of the page. Did you make those and how?
Mary:)
I went to wordle.net to make them. They are words from previous posts. It is fun to use.
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