I stay close, I guide, I lend a helping hand. I’m a mom, it’s what I do. I want them to feel safe and secure, knowing I am always here for them. I want them to know that it’s OK to ask for help, I want to help. It’s my way. Daddy stays back, he waits, he stays quiet. It’s his way.
I used to get annoyed by this approach, thinking he wasn’t paying attention when the kids needed help cutting food into bites or putting toothpaste on toothbrushes. But I get it now. Obviously, doing everything for kids doesn’t give them a chance to learn plus I realized that a lot of my “helping” was actually inspired by impatience, not virtuous maternal instinct. Sometimes I just want them to be done brushing their teeth already!
“Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.” ~Chinese Proverb and Daddy Wisdom
And when I’m not getting it, he reminds me “teaching them to fish, Lizzie, teaching them to fish.”
|Sara thinks Daddy is pretty wise too.|