It’s tough to be the mom and the wife and not the nag. I call it “reminding.” But you might say it is nagging. I often feel bad for reminding so often. I tell my kids and hubby that I would like to stop, and if they would just make it a habit I could — Like showering, no reminder needed.
It’s not that I like to tell them how to do it, but if Adam and offspring would just get it done, than Eve could go back to other garden-tending.
After all, wasn’t it Eve that kindly reminded Adam that he needed to stay with her? And that is was good to pass through sorrow, to know the good from the bad? And, let’s start a family now?
Who knows how long Adam would have wandered around that garden.
These days I am busy with many garden tending activities–the most pressing being our home school curriculum. There are so many new choices, it just keeps getting better. Twelve years ago when I started, I was hesitant, not sure that I could do this. Now, I just want to buy the best books, programs and on-line classes that match this last son’s temperament and abilities (and mine).
It is always difficult to be Eve, to be gentle with the reminding, to set goals for the kids, and not be over-bearing with Adam. After all, sometimes it’s me that needs to be reminded.
