That Speech

Recently, while putting David to bed, he lamented to me the difficulty of being the youngest child in the house. Most of his complaints were along the line of, “everyone gets to tell you what to do and you don’t get to have any fun.” I tried to commiserate with him. Being an oldest child, I really haven’t any idea what it’s like to be a youngest child. I can imagine it’s probably quite difficult. Mostly, I listened to David and nodded my head sympathetically.

Further into our conversation, I tried to remind David of all his wonderful qualities, “you’re creative, you have a big heart…” David interrupted me, rolled his eyes and said, “I know all that Mom. You gave me that speech last week.” Oops.

We both laughed pretty loud after David reminded me of my tendency to rerun speeches. Oh well… sometimes in parenting, we hit home runs, sometimes we strike out and sometimes we’re the 7th inning stretch entertainment.

Blessings on your day, wherever you are!

Comments

[Athanasia]

Eventually that 'speech' will become quite dear to him when he gets into adulthood and will trot it out to you with the words, "Remember when..." and a big smile.

[Laura]

I hope so, Athanasia!