I am not the perfect parent.
I make at least 50 mistakes per day.
Give or take 100 or so…
But it’s days like this I kind of want to give myself and my husband a high five, because its just pretty damn awesome to get some confirmation that in some regards you are totally on the right track.
My son and I are writing his name on his valentines day cards for school (which are due tomorrow so yay for procrastination).
And by he and I, I of course mean that I am supervising while he writes.
He was very specific about what he wanted this year. He wanted Batman Dark Knight Rises cards for the boys and Princess cards for the girls.
Okay, easy enough.
He finishes writing his name on one and looks up at me thoughtfully.
“Mommy, can I make sure to bring ALL of the Valentines to school tomorrow, even the extra ones?”
“Sure honey that’s fine.”
“Okay, good. Because of there weren’t enough I would really hate for anyone to feel sad or left out; and if they were I would make them a really beautiful valentine myself because I don’t want to see anyone cry or be sad. I just want everyone to feel special and happy.”
I smile to myself has he returns to methodically writing his name.
My son loves others.
My son cares about others.
My son values and respects people enough to not want anyone to ever feel badly, especially because of something he did.
My son is the kid who makes friends with everyone, including the kids who everyone else leaves out.
And while so much of who he is is just the way he was made, I like to think that I have created an environment to nurture his nature.
I am so proud of him and his tender heart, and the older and wiser he becomes, the more and more in love with this sweet little guy I am.
So hooray for good parenting, even if its no where close to all of the time, and so far from perfect I can barely say the word, my kids are getting the right message and that’s the important thing.