Turning SIX

Six years old! Where did the time go? Somehow I had fooled myself into thinking that raising a little boy would get easier the older he got. Boy was I wrong! I remember when he was a baby and I thought life would be so much easier if he slept through the night...if he wouldn't spit up so much... if he was potty trained. Well he sleeps great now, doesn't spit up anymore, and he even goes potty without yelling "I'm done" when he's finished. So why is raising my little boy still so hard? I've taught him basic skills like getting dressed, feeding himself, he can even read and write, add and subtract.

But now I have to teach him the hardest things of all....how to be a good person; how to live beyond himself; to think of others first; that bigger, better, more isn't the most important thing in life; how to cope when a friend disappoints him; how to have a relationship with his Savior; how to control his temper; how to be respectful; how to say "I'm sorry". And I realized this morning that these things can't be taught....they have to be caught. That's right...he needs to see these things modeled in my life...otherwise I'm just a great, big hypocrite. It's time to get on my knees and start praying for help...I fall short in so many ways.