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Have you
ever done something then thought, I wish
I had handled that differently? As my son moves well into his senior year
of high school, I often wonder about the lessons he has learned at home. Have I taught him enough things? Have I
spent enough time with him? And the list goes on.
When I came
across the poem below, I thought it was fitting to share with other parents.
If I Had My Child to Raise Over Again
If I had my child to raise all over
again,
I’d build self-esteem first, and the
house later.
I’d finger-paint more, and point the
finger less.
I would do less correcting and more
connecting.
I’d take my eyes off my watch, and
watch with my eyes.
I’d take more hikes and fly more kites.
I’d stop playing serious, and
seriously play.
I would run through more fields and
gaze at more stars.
I’d do more hugging and less tugging.
By Diane Loomans
Today’s a new day – finger paint
more, take a hike, play hard and gaze at a few stars.
What does your parenting reflection
look like at this moment?
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