I hope they don’t remember the time I lost my patience and fussed like a mad-woman over the Cheeto fingerprints on the wall or the time I refused to fold the laundry for a week (no one noticed—how does that happen?).
But how can I stack the deck in my favor?
Would you mind if we took a moment and talked about what goes into creating those memories. How do we enrich the lives of our kiddos so when someone asks them to reflect on their favorite moments with us, they’ll have to sift through a pile of memories so sweet it’ll give them a toothache?
When my children were younger—as in preschool age—I was so good with organized playgroups, bright-colored birthday parties, and planned family time. Yah, I was that mom. But now my children are older and I’ve turned into a mom-slacker. I’ve tried to remind my kiddos about the chocolate pudding finger-painting, but they don’t remember any of it. I don’t want to have to redo all that hard work, besides I’m not so sure my eighteen year-old would be game to play with her pudding anymore. *Sigh*
Yay. So glad you’re in. First, use the comment section below to list the best things you did with your mom during your middle years (let’s say that’s when you were 7 to 18 years of age). Later I’ll post a list of those suggestions along with a few resources found online (so you can print it out and keep it with you at all times). Then we’ll end the day with some Mom encouragement.