Tuesday, May 22, 2012
I went to pick up something to eat for dinner today, and there was a father there waiting on his food. He saw me talking to my kids, telling my daughter to sit down, and he commented that kids have a hard time being still. So we started talking and he mentioned something about his son. I asked how old he was and he said 15. I told him my oldest had just turned 12. He said something that stuck with me. There is no easy age. And so I got to thinking. We think, when my baby is walking, things will get easier. Then when they start walking, we're running after them when they get into everything. So then we say, I can't wait til they start talking so I can understand what they want. And they start talking, and then they won't be quiet lol. Although I love to hear the interesting things my kids say, peace and quiet is blessed to me at times, especially after a long day at work. So then we say, I can't wait til they start school. When school starts, so does homework, and bullying, and any other drama starts. I am still in this stage right now, one in Kinder, one in 3rd, one in 6th. I know I have much more to learn about kids, but here's what I know to be true. As I look at my 12 year old, and I'm frankly dreading those teenage years, I am focusing on enjoying him right now. I made a dvd for him for his birthday and I put several baby and toddler pictures on there. I wanted to cry. And even so, I'm holding on to the positives right now, because I know things will change. But I also know this: just like there's no easy age, there are good things to every age also. And I pray that that will always be my focus: the good things, and praying that they will always outweigh the bad things.