Sometimes my kids climb...

... on stuff. I let them fall down. Sometimes they run when they "might oughta not". I let them fall down. We have a slide in the living room. They jump from the slide to the back of the couch. Guess what. I let them fall down.

I lost a lot of skin falling down before I was 15 (and since). It's ok to fall down.

My job is not to keep them from falling. It's to teach them to always get back up.

(Originally posted on the Unicylist.com forum. 2005-04-04, 04:00 PM)

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My kids were aged 5 and 7 when I wrote that.

Today my daughter, almost 10 years old, was sent to the principle's office for the first time.

(It wasn't her fault. Is it ever?)

She cried like an infant when she told us about it. I was very stern, like a real adult.

I tried not to giggle when she was looking.

I am such a proud parent. I think my daughter grew up just a little more today.

So I had to kiss it and make it better.

Get out the band-aids, and find the Bactine.

        This
             little girl
                     is
                        still
                  my
              baby.