“How can a society that exists on instant potatoes, packaged cake mixes, frozen dinners, and instant cameras teach patience to its young” ~Paul Sweeney
I am the first to admit that I prefer a boxed brownie mix to making them from scratch and Walgreens can't upload and print my digital pictures fast enough - even if it is instant. However, if you ask most people who know me they would describe me as a patient person.
Lately, it has been driving me bonkers to hear the kids shouting, “Mom. Mom. Mom!” They hardly give me a chance to respond between their breaths. Their impatient pleas often drown out my response leaving them to say, “What? What did you say? Mom!” And the mom-ing starts again.
Patient much? These interchanges leave me feeling otherwise. If I am modeling patience wouldn’t these little people learn to exercise some of their own? This left me wondering how to teach the kids patience. How might I need to make some adjustments in the example I am setting?
After a few day of quiet reflection, it hit me as we were rushing out to school today.
“Gavin did you put away your cereal bowl?”
“Why aren’t your pants on yet?”
“It’s time to go and you still don’t know where your shoes are.”
“We are going to be late. Head to the car now. I’ll zip your coat when we get there.”
Yikes! Although I may be overly patient with messes, the lack of a plan, difficult people, and silly behaviors, when it comes to keeping our daily routines I must sound pretty impatient to the six little ears who are listening. In my efforts to make the most of every moment, I might be trying to squeeze too much into the time we have.
We will always have schedules to adhere too, unfortunately that will not change. But, the way I direct, encourage, and teach the kids to keep their pace when its necessary needs to change. I need to be more patient.
“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson