As I prepare for a trip to visit my daughter in Portland, it’s hard to believe she’s successfully graduated college and is now starting her journey into adulthood. Reflecting on her childhood, I can’t help but feel nostalgic about how quickly time has flown by. Can she really be 22 already?
During my packing, a particular memory surfaced—one of my proudest moments as a parent. It took place when my daughter, Lily, was in the first or second grade. We were in the kitchen after dinner, and she was giggling as she kept saying “Shih Tzu,” relishing in the fact that it sounded like a cheeky word without actually being one.
After hearing her use “Shih Tzu” for what felt like the hundredth time, I finally had to intervene.
Me: That was cute at first, but let's stop now, okay?
Lily: Stop what?
Me: Stop saying “Shih Tzu.”
Lily: What? You want me to stop saying “Shih Tzu”?
Me: Yes, Lily. No more.
Lily: So, no more saying “Shih Tzu”?
Me: If you say it again, you’ll be going to bed at 8:30.
At that moment, my son, Jake, who was two years older, perked up, intrigued by the brewing tension.
Lily: (laughing) You won’t actually make me go to bed at 8:30!
Jake’s eyes widened, and I felt the pressure mounting. I realized that my kids had learned that my threats were empty; they knew I had never followed through on any of my warnings.
Me: Yes, I will, Lily. Don't test me.
I could feel the weight of my parenting choices resting on this one moment. I had the chance to teach my kids that actions have consequences, and that my words held weight.
In a split second, I noticed Jake subtly nodding his head, as if urging me on.
Me: Lily, you are going to bed at 8:30.
Lily: You’re joking. I won’t say it again!
Me: I mean it. You’ve had plenty of warnings.
Lily: (tearing up) I can’t believe you’re making me go to bed at 8:30!
As she ran out of the room in tears, I glanced at Jake, who was beaming with pride. “Good job, Mom,” he said. “I didn’t think you would actually do it.”
That night, we all learned an essential lesson. It became a pivotal moment in our family dynamic, as I realized the importance of being consistent in my parenting. From that day forward, my kids took my words seriously—and so did I.
Ironically, Lily now works with dogs in obedience training. When I visit her, she enthusiastically shares stories about her job, often emphasizing the significance of consistency and follow-through in training. It seems the lesson truly stuck with her.
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In summary, the journey of parenting teaches us not only about raising children but also about the importance of consistency and accountability. My proudest moments often come from instances where I followed through on my promises, shaping not only my children’s understanding of consequences but also my growth as a parent.