My friend Kim and I are trying to hold each other accountable for our parenting. My goal for this week is to give each one of my kids a hug before bed. It might not seem like a big deal but considering the varied ages of the kids, combined with the fact that I don't really do hugs, it's a stretch.
Tonight was the first night. I started with Sophia, who I hug all the time anyway. Next was Anthony, who always wants a hug but is usually too clingy for me to feel comfortable. Both Anthony and Zeke were thrilled with a hug from me before bed. Then it was on to Taylor, who is normally very snuggly with me. But when I purposely tried to give her a hug, she ran away. I chased her down and hugged her anyway. Even though she screamed, she was trying not to smile.
Riley had a friend over and they were going to an overnight youth activity at the church tonight. I gave him his hug in the driveway before we left at 10pm. Brittney and her boyfriend drove up as we were getting ready to leave. I slowly walked up to her in the driveway and gave her a big hug.....and she let me. I was really surprised because usually she wouldn't let anyone but Gerald that close to her. As I let go and backed up, I noticed that she had a horrified look on her face. Then in a small voice she asked me, "What's wrong? Did my dog die?"
Perhaps I need to partake in this hugging thing more often.
When I told Brittney about the pact with Kim and trying to become a better parent, she informed me, "Well, you can't just go around hugging your kids!"
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