Last night our son was doing something fairly innocuous- bumping into me when we were unloading the car or not doing something in the order I asked him to do it. I can’t even recall what exactly it was, but I remember feeling annoyed with him and however I responded landed on him with a hurtful look, “Like, geesh, Dad, whatever I did wasn’t that huge for you to be so disappointed in me.”
I could blame it on being extra tired, because his younger brother had woken me before 5:00am that morning. I could blame it on being cold or hungry. But I just shouldn’t blame it on anything, and just not be so harsh on him.
He is a good kid. He has a huge heart. He looks out for his classmates and his peers. He’s respectful, polite, and thoughtful. His teachers tell me that he is well-liked and admired.
I don’t want him to be perfect and I know he’s going to make plenty of mistakes. I just get annoyed when he is impulsive, unaware of his body, or he doesn’t think of the consequences of his actions.
As a third grade teacher, I spend my days with eight and nine-year olds. Maybe I’m just tired of my students not always doing the things I ask them to do, and I take it out on our son, thinking that he needs to make up for others ignoring my repeated directions, other’s impulsivity, or other’s seemingly unsympathetic behaviors. I probably just need to give our son a break. Like I said, he’s a good kid. He can be impulsive or unaware at times, but so it goes for kids his age.