I love it when my children give me advice. There is something so precious and so pure about the honest expressions of their very own life experiences.
The other day I was grumbling my growing frustrations to no one and everyone as I was fiddling with kitchen faucet, trying to finally fix the &%@#ing thing once and for all. I paused after a particular moment of despair and sighed. OK it was more like a growl. It was then that I felt Nicholas' hand on my shoulder.
Mom, when I'm feeling frustrated or mad I just tell myself something to make me feel better. Like the other day when I was at school, playing a computer game in the library, I kept losing. I was doing terrible and I was getting frustrated. And then I said to myself: Nick, you are fighting NO ONE - and you are LOSING! You can do better than that!
I laughed. That's exactly how I felt. Like I was fighting no one. And losing very badly. For me, the thought was despairing. For Nicholas, it gave him power.
Out of the mouths of babes.
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