Harper turned ten last month. TEN. I gave him a few little gifts on the days leading up to his birthday, and saved the big one for his actual big day. He had no idea. Our Wii had died a couple of months prior, and I told him it was just poor luck. I couldn't afford a Wii U. Well, I bought one with my tax return. I had a bit of buyer's remorse (those things aren't cheap), but let me tell you... he opened that box, and as soon as he knew what it was, he literally screamed and jumped into my arms! I thought I would burst with joy at his reaction. He's been asking for one since they came out, and I've always said no. I wish every gift would merit that response.
He's had two soccer games so far. They've lost both of them, but he doesn't care. He has so much fun when he plays! He and the goalie were named the MVPs at the last game, and the other kids had to apologize for not pulling their own weight. Look at that boy connect with the ball!
Do you ever have times where you feel like you can't get on the same page and connect with your kid, though? Man. We've been having one of those moments for the last week. No matter what I say or do, it's wrong. I'm not sensitive enough to his needs. I'm too sensitive to my own. I'm sure it will balance out eventually, but it sure is hard in the moment.
Parenting is not for the weak.
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