It has been a rough 9 months in India. Full of ups and downs, culture shock, new schools and settling in (after how many moves?) Tonight my daughter really wanted to see her friends after having to stay in yesterday (she ran out of the elevator when with my husband to go to school, which is a huge danger issues since the elevator actually did CLOSE without her), so after decorating our live Charlie Brown Christmas tree a bit, we headed down to see her friends.
Well we got there and they were playing a game that she didn’t understand. It turned out they didn’t either since the game was somewhat like hide and seek with all kids running together… and the seeker didn’t know he was supposed to be seeking. Since we needed milk, I had planned to grab milk from the nearby store and my daughter decided to come along. On the way, I asked her if she wanted to make it a date.
Date night = Bonding with 5 year old
Her face lit up and she said, “I thought that was for mommies and daddies.”
Nope. It isn’t- it is for two people to reconnect.
“We can go on a date too, we need some you and me time too, right?” I replied.
We got our milk. We didn’t argue. We went to the coffee shop (D’Crepes) and she had applie pie and I had an americano with a splash of milk. At 8-something pm, but it didn’t matter. The point was we were able to reconnect.
I definitely think it is something we need to do again. Next time, it will be planned. No phones, no distractions. Just us. Talking and reconnecting.
A few thoughts from the mouth of my 5 year old:
Why don’t they show people going potty in movies?
After reading a Christmas book, she asked, “Who was Jesus’ mom?” I said, “Mary.”
Like Mary had a little lamb?
Nope. But I can see the connection. Mary had a little lamb. At Mass, we hear “Lamb of God… you take away the sin of the world…”
Anyway, sometimes we need these times to reconnect, listen and be.
Thank you V for teaching me again to relax.
It was also beneficial that my husband was dialing the wrong number to have me come home… while my son did want me back, I think my daughter NEEDED that time with me.
Bonding with 5 year old shouldn’t be so hard.
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