There are those idyllic moments. Those moments when your child slips his hand into yours or gives you a sudden hug; when he brings home a leaf which he thinks you will like. Those moments when he comes up with insights that leaves you speechless.
And then there are those moments when you realize what a miserable failure you are. Those moments when the child answers back; or worse, pretends you don’t even exist. When you struggle to explain something to them, but they refuse to pay attention.
I guess parenting is about enjoying the good and surviving the rest.---------