A recent experience with my 2-year-old son gave me pause. One evening, after returning him to his room for the tenth time so he could get to sleep, I watched him walk onto his floor mat, take a short step to his left, and then gently step on each of the grey arrows that make up the mat’s pattern.
When he reached the last arrow, he stopped. I held my breath and waited to see if he would return to the front of the mat and walk down the line of arrows again.
That is what I would have likely done as a child. But, to my relief, he turned left and launched himself into bed. I let out a shallow breath.Alone in the living room, I took a moment to acknowledge my son’s actions.Read more on additudemag.com