The Hurried Child is a Harried Child…An Excellent Reason to Slow Down!

This article from Aha Parenting is a lovely reminder to take things slow with our children. You don’t have to tell me twice! My favorite days are our slow days…a long slow luxurious hot breakfast by candlelight with a story; a walk in the woods with nowhere to be, just exploring and finding treasures and sitting on fallen trees and talking; riding our bikes with no destination, or if we have a destination, being de-railed from our plans by running into friends and playing, or deciding to dance around the living room instead. Being a parent is the best excuse in the world to slow it down and let it be!

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