Today I had to have the conversation, “How would you feel if when you asked me to do something I didn’t want to do, I started scratching your face?” and then walked home from the school playground with three kids crying about various things (someone stepped on someone’s jacket, someone didn’t want someone else holding my hand, so on and so forth).
But I also got to run, laughing, on that playground playing tag with the kids that stayed after school to play. And we went off for coffee, and the kids were lovely, and the sun was lovely, and we bought a jar of pickles on the walk home and as many apples as we could hold in our hands.
You win some you lose some.
(But it’s spring! The air is warm and blows around smelling like roses and jasmine (everywhere! always!). And mostly it feels like we’re all just winning. All of us. All the time.)