One of Those Moments
I’m having one of those moments: you know the kind where you ask yourself why you let your kid learn the drums.
The logic was sound: he wasn’t sitting still in school, and an instrument would develop discipline. And, of course, he’d be doing something he loved. Which parent doesn’t want their kid to follow their dream?
As I contemplated that question, it dawned on me that this perhaps was (a part of) my dream: my son ecstatic on his drums, my youngest making “secondary colours” with her play-doh, while my oldest is poring over a book about feisty, independent women.
I am so, very very lucky.
I love it when I have one of those moments.