– Mom, can I run through the puddles? – a small, doll-like, little girl looked at her mother pleadingly.
“You can,” contrary to my expectations, the young woman said calmly, “but …
I listened to the continuation of their conversation with great interest. Want to know why? Read on.
So, having allowed her, smartly dressed, daughter to run through the puddles, my mother calmly added: … but when we get home, instead of watching cartoons, you will wash the soiled dress with me. And then we will wash your shoes off the dirt together. And one more thing – tomorrow you will have to put on a not-so-loved green dress in kindergarten, because it will not have time to dry by morning.
May I meet you?
After hearing my mother, baby pursed her lips and thought. Then, pushing a small pebble into the nearest puddle, I extended my hand to my mother.
– Let’s go better on the swing, I do not want to get dirty.
I smiled involuntarily and, admiring the wise tactics of the young woman, decided to get to know her. Actually, I have never met people first, and even so spontaneously. However, this time I was so anxious to learn from the valuable educational experience that I decided to start a conversation.
Violet, my new acquaintance, turned out to be a very sweet and talkative girl, only a couple of years older than me. The girl, Yarinka, is her third child, and there are still two sons. Tired of the endless prohibitions in raising sons, Viola decided to revise its principles. When Yarinka turned 3 years old, mom began to accustom her to responsibility for her actions.
The little girl wanted to smear the entrance door with paints – please, but only then she washed her together with her mother for a full hour. Or he thought of a tiny flower from the window sill to pull off, and as a result it was necessary to sweep the ground, wash the window sill, and replace the flower.
In general, everything was allowed to Yarinka, but first her parents explained to her what the consequences could be from one or another act. More and more often, the girl refused to take risky ventures.
Never late to learn
While Viola and I were talking, our kids also became friends. My young gentleman rolled the girl on a swing, treated him with an apple, and helped build a turret made of sand. They would still play, but it’s time to return home.
I began to wait for the right occasion to put my new knowledge into practice. It was not long to wait, my son ran into the kitchen and, seeing the water boiling in the kettle, asked if it was possible to touch it. In the language and the usual it was impossible to spin, busting myself, I replied: It is possible, but ….
And how do you feel about this decision?