A Parenting Reminder
Sunday afternoon is perfect.
When I walk off the stage on Sunday morning it as if the sun goes down on my week. The week is finally over. When I get home laziness overwhelms me and my body longs for a couch and a remote and my eyes begin to shut.
Yesterday my cousin and her husband were visiting us, so my normal routine was a bit off. We were all talking in the kitchen when I peered into our room to see Elianna resting in our bed.
When I opened the door she jumped. This is normal for nap time. Nine out of ten times when she is supposed to be sleeping, she is playing. An open door is a sign that she is busted. But this time, I whisper, “It’s ok, Daddy wants to cuddle with you.” I climb in to the bed, pull her three, almost four-year-old body, next to mine. As she snuggled up next to me her beautiful blue eyes searched until they met mine and she said, “You are the best poppa in the world.”
My heart melted. I pulled her close, kissed the top of her head, and closed my eyes knowing I needed to remember this moment.
Having three kids all under that age of five often feels like a tornado. In the midst of trying to get everyone dressed with their shoes on and in the car, I often forget to get on their level and enjoy them. Yesterday was a reminder for me….
Take time. Get on her level. Do the things that matter to her – even if it means being a princess and holding a doll. She is worth it.
Each of my kids are different. They feel special in different ways. Overtime, I have identified what each kid loves. My two girls love individual time. You can read about that here and here. Now just to take the time and do it.