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Tonight I’ve been reading. I do that every night. Tonight though, I read something that moved me deeply.
John Haydon did some serious thinking about his little boy’s memories of his childhood.
“Finally, I remind myself that the days I spend with my son are his childhood. How much love, connection, praise and support, can I give him during these crucial years. This is his childhood! What kind of memories am I creating with him?”
Often I just count it a victory if everyone gets through the day without a meltdown. However, this started me thinking about the effort I go through some days to just “entertain” my boys and make them laugh. I want them to know that their Mama is fun-loving and silly (as well as strict and mean sometimes). Yes, I have things to do. A lot of things to do, especially getting a business up again along side being wife and mom.
I don’t want them to remember my typing endlessly on my laptop. They, I hope, will remember silly Mama singing to them and hamming it up just to hear them laugh.
