Spring has Sprung

the grass has ris... I can never remember the next part of the saying.

Today is a beautiful sunny day in Dartmouth, the skies are blue, the temperature is above zero, and my FAMILY is going out for a walk in the park.

Mike suggested the place for the outing, Sara of course loves to be outside, I am estatic my family is actually going to be doing something together, and Jessica doesn't want to come.

Breathe. I am frusterated beyond measure and I found words coming out of my mouth that very much the "command and control" way of parenting.

"You are coming whether you like it or not". I cringe as the words come out, yet at the same time I am longing for this family outing to happen.

So now I have a choice point. Allowing her to go back to her friends house as the rest of us go out as a family, if she chooses to. Or making her do what I want her to do.

Breathe, follow the impulse, and stand in what your body knows is the right thing.

I'll give her the choice.

In each moment we have the power of choice...