I had a not-so-great motherhood day last week. By about 2pm I just sat there reminiscing about how lousy it had been. I thought, “Well, there’s a whole day down the tubes!”
And then I smacked my forehead. Theoretically. I’m not in the habit of hitting myself, but I did talk back to myself, “Kat! It’s only 2pm! There are so many more hours in the day!”
So I lined up a few chairs in our living room, put on a dress-up captain’s hat, cut a piece of paper to look like a ticket and grabbed a backpack. I walked to my son, who was playing by himself, and said, “Sir? Are you on flight 1523 to Wyoming? It’s time to board.”
I did the safety presentation in perfect dry monotone. He got an upgrade to first class. (Handy Manny was on his flight!!!) After I went through the cabin with the beverage and snack service, I even let him fly the plane.
It took about 10 minutes and didn’t cost a dime, but he talked about it the rest of the afternoon and the next day.
He didn’t remember how boring I’d been the other 10 hours, he just remembered our flight to Wyoming.
Never underestimate the power of a simple, memorable moment with your kids.
So the next time you have a rough day, instead of giving up on it, redeem it!Leave a Comment