Oh Mummy, you’re so right! You’re get it right all of the time, don’t you?
(Mummy blushes) Well not all of the time dear, I just try my best
One of my parenting beliefs, which is entirely personal to me, is that I am not always right. Why I developed this thinking to the point of a belief is also personal so I won’t bore you with the backstory. What this means is, if I don’t know something, I will say so. If I am wrong, I will confess. If I am not sure, I will not bluff.
Why on earth do I do this? I don’t want to be a parent in a gods clothing: I am human; I mess up (annoying often); I wander off in the wrong direction; and I invite others to inform me and work with me – offspring included. If Missy M out-thinks me and comes up with a superior plan, I congratulate her. If she corrects me (with grace and is clearly right) I will accept it. I celebrate her independent thinking, and empower her (remind me of this when she is a teenager, won’t you?).
Now getting her to back down, and admit she doesn’t have all the answers – that’s a different story!
How often are you right? Do you back down?