A couple of days ago, I poured milk into a cup for my son who is 4 years old. He then grabbed the cup and stood on his chair so he could reach the microwave, he was going to hit up the milk because he wanted warm milk.
I told him: ‘Hey, be careful, don’t spill the milk’ I was afraid he wasn’t going to reach the microwave or he was going to fall down and spill the milk. After I said that, I asked myself ‘why is it that I’m worried about him spilling the milk and not proud of him for heating up his own milk?’ It’s a weird realization how the ones we love, we often want to protect them from the downfalls but we forget to praise and encourage them of their rise.
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