As parents, we constantly celebrate the little wins of our children. What would you like a pat on the back for?
On the radio the other day, they were talking about celebrating the little wins. As parents, we applaude our children when they use the potty and when they dress themselves. Right now, Talbot is learning to dress and undress herself – she’s trying really hard to put on her own socks (often the heel side up and inside out) and put on her swimmers (over the top of her nappy, both legs through the same hole), and we “ooh” and “ahh” and “great job, kiddo!”
They asked for callers to ring in about what little things they wish were being celebrated as adults. The caller I heard said that when he nails a reverse parallel park in a tight spot, with the kids going in the back seat, he has a little internal celebration. Let me say, I think that’s well deserved!
When I drove a Barina, reverse parallel parking was a cinch. Then I got a Mazda 6. It took me a while, but I got the hang of that. Now I drive a Mazda CX-9, complete with 3 kids. I avoid the reverse parallel where possible. Tried to do one the other day and was waaayyy off the kerb. It was a massive spot and I still struggled! (Embarrassed, but not really.)
So I wanted to put it out there: what are the grown-up things you’d like celebrated?
Here are some of the things I pat myself on the back for:
- Getting out the door, on time, with everyone dressed and clean-faced. Heck, even just getting out on time.
- Kids taking decent naps (not really my achievement, but I definitely celebrate it!)
- When the mail comes and there aren’t any bills. Or, when the mail comes and there’s a parcel. Seriously, Christmas.
- I put a load of laundry away!
- When the house is tidy at hubby’s homecoming (hahahaha). The dishes in particular are what I really try for, but they seem to pile up on their own!
- When I don’t hit the snooze button on my alarm.
- Remembering to call someone on their birthday, without the aid of Facebook starkly reminding me that it’s their birthday.
- When I discipline like a boss without laughing at my child (you know, for inappropriate bodily noises at the table, for instance).
//Tell me the little things you like to celebrate.//
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