What if the elves on the shelves were watching the behavior of the parents instead?

What would your elf want you to change? That’s my challenge to myself for the next two weeks. To act as though a little elf is watching ME.

I sighed with annoyance when my three year old tried to snuggle me and spilled the coffee that he didn’t see. (And forgot to thank him when he ran for toilet paper to try and help me clean it up.)

And I got impatient with my six year old because he was tickling his sister after she fell. He was trying to help her feel better using the tools that he had.

They’re little. Imperfect. Learning still. I can show them how to help better, how to look before leaping, how to try and understand what type of comfort a baby needs when she’s crying because of a bumped knee instead of from boredom.