Tonight I am grateful for my daughter’s joy in swinging.
For the longest time, she hated to swing.
She used her infant swing exactly once.
When the children flocked to the swings in gym class en mass, she would run as far away as possible.
Then somewhere along the way, things changed and she began swinging.
I honestly never thought it would happen.
It serves as a reminder to me. Clara may not be potty trained yet, and she may refuse to eat meat and she may not be able to put on her own pants yet, but that does not mean that these things won’t change, and perhaps overnight.
That’s one of the aspects of parenting that no one ever tells you:
Very little is permanent when it comes to your child. If you find an aspect of parenting particularly annoying, fear not. It will probably be over before you know it.