You see, I purchased this book some time ago. There is a question for every day of the year, along with space to record your child’s answers. We usually pull out the ‘question book’ right before dinner. Maddie and Katie’s answers have surprised us, made us laugh, and led to some very interesting dinnertime conversations.
I expected Maddie’s answer to this provocative question to be any number of things: reading, choosing kind, her and Katie, Daddy, getting my work done. Any of those answers would have been an accurate reflection of the mother I hope to be. But none of those were Maddie’s answer.
“Being on time for work,” Maddie replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
Being on time for work? What? Why would she think that?
Why wouldn’t she think that? Every morning, I rush her. I hurry her. I tell her we have to go. I yell… sometimes. I lose my patience… always. I tap my foot. I sigh in exasperation. I steal her independence because it is quicker if I just do it for her. Put these socks on, let me zip up your coat, I have your back pack, let’s go. Hurry, hurry, hurry. I say it over and over and over – we have to go. Is there any other time in our day when I am so animated, so passionate?
Oh, Maddie, Mommy is sorry and will try to do better. The most important thing to me is us. Always us.