This morning, some people saw my 10-year-old daughter walking to school while I followed behind. A few asked why, and others gave me dirty looks.
Here’s why:
She forgot how to treat adults with respect. So I told her to walk.
She confused her size with authority. So I told her to walk.
Her attitude toward me and others was unacceptable. So I told her to walk.
She’ll ride again when she can appreciate the privilege of that ride. Until then, I’ll make sure she’s safe, but I won’t sugarcoat the lesson.
I’m not here to be her best friend. I’m the mom who’s okay with her being mad at me sometimes. I’m the mom who wants her to grow into someone kind, respectful, and grounded.
Too many parents worry about hurting their child’s feelings. I’m more afraid of raising an entitled adult.
She’ll only be upset with me for a little while. But these lessons—thinking, reflecting, maturing—will stay with her forever.
We’re not here to be our kids’ friends. We’re here to raise them into people who are friends worth having. ❤️
