Frustration

I took my preschool age daughter on a nice walk so she could get some execise, and I am guilty of being frustrated for no good reason. I had this notion in my head that the walk had to be brisk, and we had to hurry to our destination. My daughter was not on the same page as me, and in true preschooler fashion she wanted to examine everything. I kept trying to hurry her, and just felt more frustrated when she resisted. I rushed her at the park and soon was pushing her to rush back home. I thought of how I rushed her, and felt pretty bad about it. One aspect of my life i am trying to improve is being a patient parent. I am far from perfect when it comes to being a parent, and I stumble on my old ways often.

I decided to make it up to my daughter and let her run the next walk. She got on a kick of looking at every single tree on the way, and I enjoyed it. I just had to remind myself that this was the reason for the walk, to explore, not to get from A to B. I was happy to hear my daughter say kindly "I really liked that walk." I did too!