July 14, 2014
The lesson that my mom taught me that I am most thankful for right now is that “it is better to have kids who are interesting than kids who are well behaved.”
The first time I remember hearing this was probably 12 years ago waiting for fireworks to start on the 4th of July. My sister and her kids were with us – the kids were maybe 3 and 4 years old and they were running around and rolling down the hill we were sitting on. Nearby a family sat with two children about the same age who were sitting quietly and patiently waiting on the show. My sister must have looked over at them longingly because my mom suddenly said “Oh, you’d be so bored if your kids were like that! You’re much better off to have kids like yours – they’re interesting and fun. Sure it seems like it would be nice if they’d just sit still, but you’d hate it.”
Lately, I’ve been telling myself this over and over again.
Saturday was my husband’s birthday and while we were out at dinner, Ally managed to wiggle so much that she got the highchair strap out from between her legs and slowly slid out of the chair. And became hopelessly stuck. Chris tried to pull her back up into the chair, but we ended up having to take her out through the bottom with nearby tables watching and even getting up to help.
Those nearby tables had kids too, of course. At the next table a kid about Ally’s age just sat and ate her chicken and green beans. Behind us a child a tiny bit older than Ally was so quiet I didn’t even know he was there. And then there was my kid – cheering loudly as trucks drove by, too busy watching everyone else in the restaurant to eat, and wiggling her way into a highchair jail.
But, I reminded myself, its better this way. I’m pretty sure that Ally’s adventure through the highchair was the most excitement those other families had at dinner that night too.