I spend a lot of time doubting myself when it comes to parenting.
Am I feeding them enough vegetables? Why, oh WHY did I ever let them sleep with me? What if I can’t equip them with everything they need to be strong? I could easily second guess every decision I have made since the day both of my small people were born.
But every once in a while, there is a moment. And that moment is blinding in its brilliance. In that moment, I think, MAYBE…. just MAYBE, I might be doing something ‘right’.
I had one of those moments today.
It was simple. We stopped at Panera for lunch. He asked for Mac n’ Cheese. She asked for Grilled Cheese.
Lunch arrived. There were tears. He MEANT to ask for Grilled Cheese. He was devastated as only a five year old small dude can be when lunch isn’t JUST what you want….and worse, you have to watch your sister eat the food you MEANT to order.
And yet… when I looked at my small people? Who had the Mac n’ Cheese? My small girl. She traded. No one asked her to do it. No one even suggested it. All by herself….she took the meal she DIDN’T EVEN LIKE.
Just to be nice.
And so, my friends…. it is with this, I conclude…
I do believe….I just *MIGHT* be doing something right.
What do you believe?