I Could See It In Her Eyes…

8 01 2012

One of this things I detested, and still detest, about raising a child, is when other people state “I could see it in his eyes.”  The first time this was actually used about my child, was when he’d been jumping on a couch, age 3.  A family member had asked him not to jump on the couch.  He’d never been asked not to jump on the couch before.  He was 3.  He carried on jumping on the couch.  When I came in, I took him aside and explained clearly that the rule in the house we were in, was that you didn’t jump on the couch.  He looked at me and nodded, and didn’t jump on the couch.

At home, I let him jump on the couch.  So he had been really confused by the request not to.

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