being a “Yes.”

“Let’s wrestle!” Willow says excitedly from Sky’s room with an eager  Emerson looking on.

“Sure.” And after a brief and highly incomplete discussion about the rules, i start rough housing with both of these kids.  One of the growth areas for me as a parent is being available to be interrupted from the many busy illusions which distract me.  i try, really try, to be a yes to my son almost always.  I am willing to accept this has a spoiling effect (tho comically after getting permission form me for a lollypop for dessert last night, he then went and asked permission from Sky as well, go figure).  What i want Willow to walk away with it the idea that if he invites me to do something, even something silly or if i seem busy, he will generally get an affirmative answer.

In improv one of the cardinal rules is you accept all offers.  This is how things move forward, how you take theatrical chances.  With kids, or at least with my very specific kid, it is how i stay connected to what is real and important.

About paxus

a funologist, memeticist and revolutionary. Can be found in the vanity bin of Wikipedia and in locations of imminent calamity. buckle up, there is going to be some rough sledding.

5 responses to “being a “Yes.””

  1. Abigail says :

    One of the many reasons why it is so much fun to play with you, you do keep things moving forward by taking chances and saying “Yes”. Lucky kid.

  2. kas says :

    thanks for this and for being an amazing dad to willow.

  3. sara says :

    hmmmm,maybe i’ll start coaching willow to ask for crazy things. it’s a delight to watch you two together, though sometimes the head thumping during wrestling makes me anxious. and i like to be the yes when youre grumpy. 🙂

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