
At this point I should start philosophizing about not only the costs of parenthood, but also about the valuable lessons parenthood brings to our lives. The self-less caring for another’s needs, the constant practice at self-control, the minute-by-minute testing of patience….but those of you who know me well will know that’s not what was on my mind when my son demanded the last of the Lemon Yogurt. My Lemon Yogurt. The Lemon Yogurt that I bought as a special treat and have hardly tasted because Milo likes it too. You can see that nice bowl of blackberry yogurt I mixed up for him when we got home from our hike yesterday. He was having none of it. Now I don’t think it’s a good idea to eat something in front of your kid and tell them they can’t have any (unless, of course, it’s dessert and they chose not to eat their dinner….), so what could I do? I gave Milo a little dollup to keep him busy, then quickly finished the rest of the container so I wouldn’t have to share any more. Good thing I hadn’t spent much time ruminating on the character improvements kids bring about in us, or I’d start worrying about my parenting skills!
Ah, honest introspection can be hazardous to your mental health.