The other day I was in a hurry to get the girls packed up to go somewhere. I try to not be in a hurry, ever. It's not it my children's best interests. Apparently I don't react well to stressful situations.
I heard a crash from the sitting room and I see Hannah standing on a stool (she is not allowed), playing with all the DVD's on top of the piano (which she is not allowed to touch and was put up high on the piano for that purpose), and she knocked a framed picture on the floor, shattering it.
I reacted in a completely sane way by speaking very harshly to Hannah questions that she completely understood. Such as, "why were you climbing on the stool?" "Why did you break this frame?" "What in the world are you doing?" "Why would you do this?" "Do you understand that you broke something?" "This doesn't make me happy."
Hannah was very quick to jump down from the stool and say very sweetly, "I'm sorry mom."
I just walked away (because I'm mature like that) and said, "It's fine."
Hannah then, started being super cute because she could tell I was upset and started talking about the zoo and all the animals. I was ignoring her.
All of a sudden I hear Hannah say, "Mom!" I turn around and she is staring at me very seriously with her huge brown eyes and she said hesitantly, searching for the appropriate words, "Mom...I...need....forgive....you."
(I needed to forgive her).
Talk about helping me chilll out.
I immediately got down on my knees, and with tears in my eyes apologized to Hannah for being so ridiculous and upset at something so silly. And hugged the crap out of that child.
Of course I forgive her. Always.
I needed that. My tone has not been great lately with the kiddos.
Parenting is a blessing for so many reasons, one of them being how the Lord is still shaping me through daily situations with my children.
2 comments:
Oh, precious girl. How quickly they humble us.
kids are not afraid to put us in our place. although they are right, sometimes it is hard to let them know it :)
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