What does being purposeful or intentional with your kids have to do with peanut butter??
Tonight, I had an urge to eat something. I wasn’t necessarily hungry. I just wanted to eat.
You know the kind of craving.
Of course, it was a sweet craving.
Well, I don’t have anything sweet right now, so what’s the next best thing? Peanut butter! May not make sense and believe me, I didn’t think, “Hmmm, I’d like a chocolate chip cookie. I don’t have that… I know! I’ll have peanut butter!”
It was more like, I was looking through the fridge and cupboards and saw the peanut butter and it called my name. So, I grabbed a spoon and got a spoonful of peanut butter. It was very satisfying.
I didn’t think about it until later, but I credit my maternal grandma for my love affair with peanut butter. My mom’s parents moved in with us when I was 6 or 7. I remember coming home from school, walking in the kitchen and grandma would already have a spoonful of peanut butter on the counter waiting for me.
Now, I know it didn’t take a whole lot of physical effort for her to have that waiting for me. It did take some emotional effort, though. Emotional effort that I hope to repeat with my own children (and hopefully am already repeating, now).
How do you accomplish intentional parenting?
There are a few things my grandma did that exhibits intentional parenting.
First of all, she had to be aware. Aware of what time it was and to watch out the window for when I was walking down the street from the bus stop.
Second, she had to know me. Sounds simple right? But, not all parents/grandparents know their kids/grandkids. She knew me enough to know that that spoonful of peanut butter would make me smile.
And lastly, she had to love me enough to make the effort to stop whatever she was doing and get the spoonful of peanut butter and place it on the counter to wait for me to walk through the door.
I wish she was still alive today for me to express to her how that affected me. I’m sure she would be amazed and confused at the concept of blogging about it! Ha! Kind of funny to think about.
Isn’t it amazing how something as simple as a late night craving can lead to such wonderful memories!? I love it! I hope you have some little things in life that remind you of beautiful things that happened in your life!
We all should strive to be creating these kinds of memories for our own kids.
It doesn’t have to be something big.
Surprise them with homemade popsicles when they are playing outside one day.
When they are playing in the hose, surprise them by coming out in your swimsuit and playing with them!
When it’s time for bed, read them an extra book without them asking you to.
Are you doing things with your kids or grandkids (or nieces and nephews) that are intentional like this? Something they can look back on years from now and know you loved them?