A Letter to AidanPosted: October 3, 2008
I love you, bud. I’m pretty sure you know that. No, I’m not Mom, but I’m a pretty good guy. We’ve had some great Dad/Aidan times — and I know there will be more.
I know you’re tired and still getting over being sick — again. And, I know the albuterol is probably playing a little part in this, but my biggest frustration as a parent is a morning like today. A morning when I needed more patience than ever to just have a normal conversation with you.
I know you like to run, but when it aggravates the bronchitis, you really can’t. I know you love to jump all around, but when it means torpedoeing into the furniture, you really can’t. I know you love your sister. I see all the sweet things you do, but that doesn’t mean you can push her down with both hands when she wants to play blocks, too.
And, Aidan, I know how smart you are. So I know you understand when I tell you things. Yet, you don’t do them — particularly this morning. I understand that you’re four. I totally get that.
I also understand that patience is not one of my strong points. Please know I’m working on that. Please know that any frustration I show is just that. I can’t love you any more than I do, A. But, I need to work on staying within myself, so to speak, when something like the following happens:
Aidan, in the chair, please for timeout.
Aidan, when you (insert latest tantrum here), then you need to spend a minute in timeout.
Aidan, in the chair or I will take you upstairs to your room.
— That may not seem frustrating or patience trying to you, Aidan, but it really is to me. I know you understand. I know you comprehend.
And, I also know you’re testing me. Just as you test Mom in the afternoon. I’m working hard, Aidan, to pass all these tests. And, lately it seems like there are quite a few.
When I don’t talk for a minute or walk out of the room, it’s nothing that you did — it’s more for me. To collect my thoughts to avoid from getting beyond frustrated with you.
I know you’re tired. I know you’re sick. And I want you to know that like the book says, I love you all the time. And I’m trying as hard as I can to be the best Dad ever. For you (and E).
So, Aidan, while I’m working on being patient with you, it probably wouldn’t be a bad thing for you to be patient with me, too.
Love you, bud.