“My class is learning about not tattle-taling.” BabyThing looked up from his bagel smeared with garden vegetable cream cheese. “Not tattle-taling at school, at home” He shrugged and licked cream cheese from his lips. “Everywhere.”
He sounded so big. So grown-up for a kindergartener. Much too old for the Baby of the Family.
“Yes,” I casually replied. “Lots of kindergarten students have to learn that lesson. Tattle-taling is pretty common among kindergarten kids. It can be a hard habit to break.”
He bit off a bit of bagel and nodded. “Yep. That’s the lesson we’re learning.” He swallowed the bite of bread. “I might have to learn this lesson a lot of times. A lot of times at school. And a lot of times at home.”
He didn’t apologize for it. He didn’t whine about it. He didn’t beat himself up over it. He simply stated it as fact: This is a difficult lesson, and I might have to learn it many times before it sticks.
I can learn something from this adorable six-year-old. Some lessons are hard. Sometimes I’ll fail, and I’ll have to learn the same lesson many times before I get it right. I can choose to berate myself and feel like a failure. I can become whiney and filled with self-pity. I can bitterly blame others or my circumstances. Or I can simply rise up and learn again.
How about you? Are you learning any hard lessons? Are you OK with learning the lesson a lot of times? Or do you beat yourself up over failures and mistakes? Can you even imagine a cuter six-year-old?