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In a rare parenting win, I may have stumbled on something that seems to work. Lately I've been asking West once he's all tucked in bed if he has any questions. Like, about life or his day or anything. And he's had a lot of questions about evolution and sciencey things, and a couple of questions about why I don't like guns. I wanted to do something to encourage us having a little chat after story reading time, and he never remembers much about his day, or doesn't have anything he wants to tell me about it, but he always has a million questions.

Of course, I temper that by sucking sometimes, and I got super annoyed with him tonight when he hurt his hand because he was fooling around with a stepstool while I was trying to wipe his butt tonight. OMG. I am so tired of butt wiping. When will it end?! He does a passably ok job of it when he has to, but we are not at 100% independence there yet. Anyway, I try to apologize to him after I've failed at being a reasonable adult, and I explain how I should have been more patient or whatever my failing du jour is, and that I'll try harder. I don't remember my parents ever apologizing for a parenting mistake, so I hope maybe it's ok to at least show him that hey, we're humans, we screw up, we try to do better next time. Maybe? I don't know what I'm doing here, who put me in charge of a human anyway?

Date: 2016-04-07 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cayetana.livejournal.com
That's awesome. :-)
When my brother and I were really little, we shared a room. He's five years older and I assumed he was the expert in everything. For a while, every night after my mom had turned out the light, we'd talk back and forth, and I'd ask him a bunch of questions about the world. Then my questions would fade away and we'd fall asleep. I remember it being a really good ritual. I liked that someone paid attention to me enough to try to answer my questions. I didn't realize it then, but it made me feel like my questions (and therefore my opinions and thoughts) mattered. Sometimes the questions were less serious and we'd laugh so hard. That was also good. I don't remember what we talked about AT ALL, but I remember the talking.

Date: 2016-04-08 01:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildflowersoul.livejournal.com
=) Awww, that is so sweet.

Date: 2016-04-12 02:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] watchamacallit.livejournal.com
I am so tired of butt wiping! Parker has finally started doing it on his own which is great only when he has a 'clean exit' poop, if you catch my drift.

Date: 2016-04-12 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wildflowersoul.livejournal.com
Toilet related things have been SO MUCH HARDER than I ever imagined. Ha, I catch your drift. West does a barely passable job, but the days when he takes a dump at school his underwear is not pristine when he comes home. And at home he won't do it without a million loud complaints. This is why we can never get a dog, once I am done dealing with another living being's poop, that's it, I'm done forever.


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