My last post on age has me wondering....
Sometimes I feel, as a parent, that I'm winging it. Most of the time.
I don't remember ever feeling like my parents were winging it. I never questioned that they knew what they were doing. Now that I am there, I think they must have, and it's an interesting position to be in. Kind of like when my Mister laughs when the boys get excited about "pulling through" in a parking spot because he remembers telling his dad to "pull through" too.
I am the parent now, and I remember how I viewed my parents, and it's scary and strange and fun to think that my kids view me in that same way.
I am the authority, for a few more years anyway.