we are doing are for our families.
Sometimes this is true, and sometimes it's just a great sounding
excuse for us to do what we want to do.
I had some intentions today to get out and weed the back yard
(paddock). I thought it through and decided it would be a very
productive use of my time, and of course the kids would get much more
enjoyment out of a back yard with less weeds and prickles. What a
great Dad I am.
Then as I was about to head out, my oldest (4yo) son who was about to
go down for his nap asked if I could lie with him and look after him.
He reasoned that he would be lonely without me there. I explained that
I had a very important task to carry out, and he simply repeated his
request as though I had not heard him.
I thought about it for a couple of seconds.
I could lie here with my son, feeling like I am achieving nothing but
potentially improving the bond between my son and I and helping my son
to know he is loved and cared for, or I could get busy weeding the
lawn and have a sense of accomplishment at the end of it.
I actually chose to have a nap with my son. I fell asleep for 3 hours
next to him on my king size bed and when we both awoke, he was happy
and excited to be with me. We did some shopping at Bunnings together,
he ate his dinner without fussing, we played with his new Chugginton
trains on a chalk drawn track I made, then laughed together as we
played Air Wings on the iPads against each other and the rest of the
Mum went to bed early, so I eventually tucked him into bed. He didn't
fuss and seemed content and calm.
The back yard is still full of weeds, but somehow I feel like I had a
very productive day.