The week before we moved here to Georgia, we spent a great week with our friends Greg and Cheri and their three kiddos.
My kids love and adore Ms. Cheri. She has a super fun house and neighborhood, and she teases that the super fun house and neighborhood are the reasons my kids always wanted to be at her home, but I know it’s more than that. Among the many things that endear her to my kids, Cheri is great about including them. She doesn’t shoo them away when it’s time to cook or clean or work in the garden or run errands, she instead includes them in the process.
I read a blog post last week, where the author was explaining the positive impact her grandmother had on her life, and the deep love that all her grandchildren felt for her. Her explanation of how special they were made to feel made me think of Cheri: …she simply let us dwell with her, and we worked, ate, slept, served, and worshipped alongside her. She didn’t remove herself from us just because we were children….
I am getting much, much better about embracing rather than shoo-ing. ( I’m grateful for 5 years of watching someone do it well – thanks Cheri.) Admittedly, “Get out of the kitchen so I can cook dinner!” rolls off my tongue much easier than “Sure you can help me make dinner!”, but I am making strides and trying to be intentional about finding ways to include the kids rather than exclude them.
This little girl in particular is an eager, eager helper. Lauryn loves and adores being given a job to do in the kitchen, and she loves the conversation that happens around the working. I am learning to love it too. Plus, how adorable does she look in her apron?!?
Shooing is for pests.
Embracing is for children.