It’s not easy prioritizing individual time with each kid. Sometimes, a quick Starbucks run is all we can fit into our schedules. But even in those short 20 minutes or so, my kids open up, sharing their heart with me. And that is always worthwhile.
She’s in fifth grade now. In half a year, she’ll be in middle school. I can barely comprehend that. My heart hurts for the cattiness I know she’ll endure. She’s already dealing with it actually. When did little girls start to grow up so quickly? Can’t we just let them enjoy being a kid?
I’m trying my best to both shelter her from what she can’t yet handle and prepare her for the circumstances that are outside her control. It’s a difficult and delicate balance.
But coffee (hot cocoa in this instance) is easy.