In January, our little family had a discussion about setting goals for ourselves for this year. Things like learning to tie shoes, riding a bike without training wheels, working on swimming skills, and learning to blow a bubble with gum were mentioned by my 4, 6, and 8-year-old children. I thought these were great! What has been even greater to me, though, is the fact that every few days since then, one of them will exclaim, "I thought of another goal!" I just think that this is really wonderful and am pleased that they are giving it so much thought.
Today as Katie and I were riding in the car, she said, "Mommy, I thought of two more goals for me!"
"Really?," I said. "What are they?"
"I want to learn to be patient and to be nice to everybody."
"Wow, Katie! I think those are really wonderful goals!," I said, thinking that my four-year-old had wisdom beyond her years.
"And I don't even know what 'patient' means!," she said almost proudly.
Smiling to myself, I began to explain. "Well, being patient means that--"
"Hey! I can't get this unlocked!," she interrupted.
Case in point, I thought.