One of the best antidotes to a crabby day is to ask your kid out on a date.
GlitterToes and I try to have a date once every month or every couple of months. This past Friday night, we went to a hot dog place (with ice cream, of course) and then to WalMart to look for “the perfect” swimsuit for her.
Where I said no to the bikini and had to explain what “modesty” means. As well as age-appropriate clothing.
We had the most fun not when spending money on dinner or figuring out which swim suit would look best. The best times came in the car, when she started doing this weird helium-like voice I’ve never heard her do. And we played the spontaneously-made-up Opposite Game where we said the opposite of what we meant. That was a fun, mind-bending game which left us with aches in our sides from so much laughing. And racing down the escalators – that was fun you could not plan or write on a to-do list.
Sometimes the best thing you can do for your kids is to spend time with them.
Though toys and clothes and fun food are all great to a child, whether they know it or not, they just yearn for YOU.
Their tummy may tell them they are hungry for ice cream, but their hunger pangs are for you.
Their eyes might light up at seeing the newest Transformer, but their eyes will beam when you look at them and smile.
As my date and I talked about my buying her new running shoes, I realized that we had spent a lot of money that night. I pulled her aside and began to explain to her how I wanted her to know that date night didn’t have to be spent going to fun places and to restaurants…
and this was the one time I didn’t mind her interrupting me. She said:
“yeah, date night could be us sitting on my bed in my room and hanging out and stuff.”
Sometimes it’s best to be quiet and let your child teach you.
We had a great time that night. It stormed heavy and I drove with hands clenched around the steering wheel while she chattered on in the back. We got home and went to bed happy and tired.
The next day the whole family was crabby and the two siblings bickered like crazy. It was not a good day and not a Good Dog day.
But date night was a Good Dog kind of day.
So I learn, once again, that when we fall we must get right back up and open our hearts and ears to what God has to teach us.
As well as the children.
On knees, head low, arms high…