Friday, September 17, 2004
Our Children
How are you? I hope that great! The other day, they brought my son to visit me and he’s such a little man already; he’s 10 years old. Time has gone by in a flash. I remember it like it was yesterday when he was born, I changed his diapers, the first day of pre-school. There are so many memories that it would be impossible for me to write them all.
During the visit, I looked at him and remembered how much we shared together. He always loved to spend time with me. He talked to me like he’s an older person and being serious. I listened to him attentively, but inside I smile as I notice how much he’s growing up, both physically and mentally. One of the most beautiful and wonderful experiences I’ve had was the day we went to Disney World; he was 2 and a half years old. That day, they had character parade and he was so thrilled that his eyes were wide open, he applauded and sighed with such excitement. You had to be there to see the amazement, surprise and happiness in his face. That day I felt like the best dad in the world, an emotion I’ve never felt again.
I really wish I could be near them every day, see them play baseball and basketball, take them to the park and to the movies. Help them with their school work, play video games with them – although I’ve never been any good in video games because they always beat me. Like I said in one of the entries of my Blog, I’ve seen them grow up in photos and I keep them with an incredible love.
Sincerely,
Pedro
If I Had My Child to Raise Over Again
If I had my child to raise all over again, I'd finger-paint more and point the finger less. I'd do less correcting and more connecting. I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes. I would care to know less and know to care more. I'd take more hikes and fly more kites. I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play. I'd run through more fields and gaze at more stars. I'd do more hugging and less tugging. I would be firm less often, and affirm much more. I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later. I'd teach less about the love of power, and more about the power of love.
(Author: Diane Loomans)
During the visit, I looked at him and remembered how much we shared together. He always loved to spend time with me. He talked to me like he’s an older person and being serious. I listened to him attentively, but inside I smile as I notice how much he’s growing up, both physically and mentally. One of the most beautiful and wonderful experiences I’ve had was the day we went to Disney World; he was 2 and a half years old. That day, they had character parade and he was so thrilled that his eyes were wide open, he applauded and sighed with such excitement. You had to be there to see the amazement, surprise and happiness in his face. That day I felt like the best dad in the world, an emotion I’ve never felt again.
I really wish I could be near them every day, see them play baseball and basketball, take them to the park and to the movies. Help them with their school work, play video games with them – although I’ve never been any good in video games because they always beat me. Like I said in one of the entries of my Blog, I’ve seen them grow up in photos and I keep them with an incredible love.
Sincerely,
Pedro
If I had my child to raise all over again, I'd finger-paint more and point the finger less. I'd do less correcting and more connecting. I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes. I would care to know less and know to care more. I'd take more hikes and fly more kites. I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play. I'd run through more fields and gaze at more stars. I'd do more hugging and less tugging. I would be firm less often, and affirm much more. I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later. I'd teach less about the love of power, and more about the power of love.
(Author: Diane Loomans)

