Below are three things I want my kid to do:
- Keep on making up songs. The other morning at the kitchen table, while JJ should have been eating his breakfast, he sang a song that he completely made up. I didn’t have the heart to stop him even though it might make us late. After he finished I clapped and said that one day when he’s a well known song writer/performer I’ll be his manager.
- Be happy with the choices he makes and the things he does, and be confident while doing them. I don’t want him to be plagued by self-doubt like me. Self-doubt doesn’t really get me anywhere and it’s hard to shake off
- Be able to talk to me and communicate with me. I wasn’t, and to a large extent, still can’t/don’t do this with my own parents and my own inhibitions prevent me from talking to them about more than the day-to-day stuff in our lives. Therefore I’m trying my hardest for this not to be the case with us. Hopefully by being there and listening to him and letting him know I love him heaps, we will have a close relationship as he get older.
This is for the Mamablogga group writing project June 2007, and for my gorgeous son to read one day.