Keeping a close enough proximity
My son wakes up on a Saturday and walks into my office to give me a morning hug. He finds me reading on the couch and tells me not to move. He runs off, grabs a book, returns and settles on the other end of the couch, stealing most of my blanket. He tells me he loves it when we read together.
I love it, too.
It’s proximity without crowding his space. I’m there to check in on him; he can ask questions if he needs me.
This goes for conversations, too. I ask questions, but try not to pry too much. The point is to let him know that I am interested in whatever he wants to share. And the payoff can be great: Days of not a lot to share, and then one day – BAM. A long (slightly convoluted) story that has been building up over several weeks comes out. And it is fantastic.
How could we have this moment together if I was constantly involved in his life?
Do you give your children enough room to live their own lives? Tell me in the comments.