You see, we kind of think we know everything as parents.
Sure, we kinda do. We are the older ones, experienced ones, mature ones, and the responsible ones.
But it doesn’t necessarily mean we know what’s best, ALL the time.
This afternoon baby girl wanted to fly her kite. That is all. In 14 degree, wind-less weather, she wanted to run outside, in the biting cold, and run around.
I said NO.
She was still coughing. Albeit not as much as me, but it was still there. She still had snots, occasionally coming out of her nose.
With school’s return so close around the corner, I wasn’t having it.
She kicked up a fuss and stormed off into her room. I let her cool off for a bit before I went in, starting to second-guess myself.
“Hey… what about 5 minutes only?”
And I watched her. I watched her run up and down the yard, the speed forcing the kite in the otherwise still air to rise up.
Up and down, up and down, up and down.
She was puffing after her 16th attempt. And I realised in that moment…
We don’t always know it all. Sure we have reasons why we do, and say, what we do, and say…
But sometimes it’s as simple as…
She KNOWS. She knows what she needs.
And the girl, needed to run.