Children at Work

Mental Fitness

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Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. – Elizabeth Stone

My husband and I have recently entered that phase of a parent’s life that fills you to the rim with pride but does so with a bittersweet shovel.

We’ve gone from taking our children to PLAY to taking them to WORK.

***PLAY***
They’d be ready before us, waiting at the door literally swinging it open and calling “Time to go!” (As though the park would close.) We’d grab our keys, they’d jump into the car and off we’d go.

We’d say something brilliantly parental like, “Don’t fall from the swings. You’ll break a bone.” Our children being the sweethearts they are would never roll their eyes or make us feel like idiots. They’d just answer reassuringly and tolerantly, “Okay, I won’t.” – as though the other was an option they’ll NOW turn away from.

When it was time to leave, we’d have to drag them away, stopping for ice cream on the way home, just us and the children that moved our world.

***WORK***
We’re ready before them, waiting at the door literally swinging it open and calling “Time to go!” We grab our keys and off we go.

We say something brilliantly parental like, “Don’t lock yourself in the freezer. Your toes will freeze off.

“Okay, I won’t.” Another catastrophe avoided.

When we pick them up, they’re waiting for us, literally swinging the door open and and saying “Time to go home!” (as if it’s going anywhere.) They collapse into the car and buy US ice cream on the way home, just us and the children that move our world.

Make each and every moment with your kids count double!
~ Joi
Dream Prophesy

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