I remember feeling the raw aggravation of parents giving advice, trying to direct, push, and manipulate decisions growing up, and even after. It was grating. I understand a little more each day how hard its going to be to let go, to respect distance, to disengage. Once you've gone through the process of fighting a kid on everyday things, wiping a nose, eating, not eating the dogs bone or food, going to bed, not chewing on a electrical cord, I'm sure its hard to ever see them as an adult, ever see them as capable. I mean how can you? Once you've wiped someones butt seeing them in another way might be impossible.
I've been frustrated at times at what I perceive as bad first impressions. There are those who I was not kind to, a jackho around, a punk kid, and that is what I am to them now, not just then. First impressions of your kid have to linger as well right? You have to still see them as helpless, unable to make it if you don't intervene and we haven't even gotten to the "funstuff" we'll see around 13.
Lot to look forward to I guess...
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