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My Little Helper

I’m so grateful for Tommy right now.  I’ve been feeling quite discouraged in the past few days over how imperfectly I’m parenting him and how far he has to go, but I do want to praise him when he does something well!  The battles over making him pick up his own toys have paid off, and this week, whenever I’ve asked him to put his books back on the shelf or his duplos away, he’s done it.  Really well.  On Wednesday our day was crazy and Derek had a dinner meeting, so I had to clean the house and feed the kids and put them to bed alone while preparing to host our small group by myself at 7.  I asked Tommy to pick up the living room, and I went in there to find it spotless.  I was so emotionally fried by that point that I just started crying.  God knew that I couldn’t do everything by myself, and he gave me a little not-yet-3-year-old helper to help me get the job done.  I have been making a point to tell people about this in front of Tommy because I want him to know how proud I am of him!  So if you see him in the near future, make a point of telling him I told you!

One Response to “My Little Helper”

  1. Emily says:

    way to go Tommy! sorry you don’t still leave a few streets away so i can tell him myself!!