Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them. (from The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery)
I didn’t understand that being the best mom possible would mean learning the truth that there is no such thing as a perfect mom.
I didn’t understand that it wouldn’t be my job to teach him patience; it would be my job to learn it by being his mom.
I didn’t understand that trains are more important than schedules, that dinosaurs will never be extinct in the minds of little boys, or that bacon is the real magic word.
I didn’t understand that the first tucking-in doesn’t always take. I didn’t know that sometimes you just have to say goodnight five more times with kisses and prayers.
It seems I rarely understand anything for myself and Benjamin is always and forever explaining things to me.