Hey Z,
I took you to check out the new play space in our local mall today. You loved it. In one moment I was watching my active toddler boy jump off different play structures per usual and the next moment I blink and notice my toddler is actually a big four year old boy. You were playing with a boy similar to your size and suddenly I hear you initiating conversation. “How old are you? I’m four.” (insert response) “When is your birthday? Mine is in January.” (insert response) “This is my sister.” And just like that, you made a new friend. It’s not uncommon that you have conversations with your friends, but I just had a moment and realized wow, he’s all grown up. Making small talk with kids you’ve never met and reaching out to new friends.
I want to share another impactful moment from earlier this week. You and your sister were climbing up the stairs and you were playing rough with her which was making me frustrated. I’ve told you many times before that it’s especially dangerous to be rough on the stairs but you couldn’t control your excitement. I also kept asking you to be a good example, don’t play with the gate, don’t climb the rails. With each reminder I was getting more and more aggravated and then suddenly I had enough and sinfully said the meanest thing I could to a four year old. “You are a BAAAAD brother!!!” Hours later, as we’re eating dinner, you start stumbling for words trying to string together a sentence. “You know mom…when someone is mean to you…you shouldn’t use mean words back. You should be nice back.” And it hit me. You’re really processing what I’ve been trying to teach you in situations when friends are using mean words. I was so humbled and had to ask for your forgiveness because you’re right, even if you’re not being nice or listening to mommy I should still be kind to you. Mommy fail moment, sorry.
As you guys get older, my sinfulness is more exposed. I can’t hide anything from you guys which will keep me accountable to make sure I’m in check. I hope you never stop calling me out. Thanks for that, z.
Mommy