Earlier this week I was outside with Stegosaurus (2yo). He wanted to play basketball (Which basically amounted to handing the ball back and fourth over and over again)
As we played my mind was racing. There were a million “more important” things that I needed to be doing. Cleaning out the car, cleaning the house, picking up the yard, fixing broken things, calling to get our broken kindle replaced before the warranty expired. And after handing the ball back to him for about the fifth time, I was tempted to ask him if he was ready to be done, and go do something else. But I didn’t.
How can I expect him to be able to dedicate himself to any task if he is constantly interrupted? How will he learn to focus if my attention span only lasts 30 seconds? How will he grow to be patient if I am can’t even stop for 5 minutes to play basketball?
So I regrouped, put my seemingly urgent thoughts aside, and played some basketball til he was satisfied (Which honestly didn’t take very long)
I’m always going to have a laundry list of things that need to get done. But I am not always going to have an opportunities to bond with my young son, and that is something I need to learn to cherish.