being gross
3 years ago
I’ve finally let myself enter the world of the five year old boy—everything is about poop, it seems, and while I definitely have a limit with how gross I can go, a little tolerance of that stuff has gone a long way in improving our relationship.
another thing I’ve done is found a kinder, gentler way to lecture. After all most things that get under my skin as a parent harken back to my childhood, as they are things that got under my mother’s skin. So, instead of lecturing, I start out by saying,”can I tell you something? When I was a little girl. . . . ” the trick is that this really works! He seems to want the wisdom of the past, but he doesn’t want to be lectured. Definite insight.
