Taking time for Children

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.