My son came to work with me recently, and I must admit, I was a little nervous.
What if he whinges too much? Or accidentally uses toilet humour on my boss? Or even worse…what if he leaves an, erm, little something in the office toilets?
It turns out I didn’t give my five year old nearly enough credit. As the day went on, I was filled with immense pride looking at the little man that sat before me. He was like a little boss man, confidently saying hello to all the grown-ups and sitting and listening diligently to me and my work friends. Who is this guy?
As a parent you never really know if you’re doing a good job and always doubt whether you are fostering good habits in your children, but moments like this remind me that I’m doing something right. Yes, I know who this guy is.
He’s the same little person that is naturally organised and responsible in how he goes about his daily life. Every morning when I go to work I am farewelled with our ritual kiss-n-cuddle combo. And without fail, he always takes his shoes off before we enter the house. And when I see him in the playground, I see his innate sense of social justice – he makes sure everyone gets a fair turn on the slide.