There is a lovely baby at home.

With eleven (my daughter's nickname), I really feel that there are many interesting things at home. Many times, her serious eyes, coquetry skills, persistent behavior and naive logic will make me happy, and I feel it from the heart. With this little guy, life becomes wonderful!

Eleven is less than two years old, but she is independent and not clingy at all. I was taken back to my hometown by my mother-in-law half a month ago. I usually have a video call with her at night, and I finally stayed up until this weekend. I didn't have to work overtime, so I bought a ticket early and went back to my hometown to see her.

Eleven left me only half a month ago, but this little guy seems to have grown up a lot and become caring and sensible. As soon as I entered the room, she ran out shouting: mom is back, mom is back. Between the lines is endless joy. In the usual videos, she often plays with her toys. She looked at me one by one, shouted "Mom", finally fixed her eyes on the toy, made a small hand shake and said goodbye to me without looking back. There is no enthusiasm and expectation in today's speech. Seeing her coming out, I held her in my arms and couldn't help kissing her forehead. When I put her down and picked up her backpack, she shouted "Mom, shoes". In an instant, my nose ached and I felt that I had missed several years. My eleven years turned out to be so sensible. When I looked down at two shoes with different colors in her hand, I realized that she was still my childish daughter. I didn't want to correct her, so I wore two shoes with different colors and felt a special warmth and comfort through the soles of my feet.

After dinner, the old aunt (mother-in-law's sister) took her grandson to play at home. The little boy, nicknamed Dache, is three months younger than his daughter. Two children are playing with toys on the sofa. I brought many toys back to 1 1 year old, including Le Hu dolls, stuffed dogs, electric cars, electronic pianos and literacy blocks. At first, the two children played in harmony until they both wanted to play with the tiger doll, and there was a "dispute". The crane catches the tiger's head and the daughter catches the tiger's tail, and no one will give up. I didn't think much, so I casually said to my daughter, "Eleven, you are my sister. You should let your brother play." I regretted it as soon as I said it. In fact, this one-month-old child still doesn't know how to share. Her possessiveness is a declaration of personal belonging. I remember when I was a child, my mother always taught me that my brother was younger than me, so I was very humble to him. I feel unwilling and wronged every time. As I expected, my daughter was unhappy after listening to my sermon. I thought she would cry, but she didn't. She walked away with a straight face. I wonder where she is going. Mother-in-law said that Eleven went to the kitchen again and got angry. I followed closely and saw her pulling the kitchen door and leaning against the cupboard, looking unhappy. Then I sat on the ground, a little nervous. I'm afraid she has diarrhea with a cold and want to carry her out. My mother-in-law is coming.

He said, "Eleven, are you angry?"

The daughter replied, "Grandma, I am angry."

"Why are you angry? Because the crane took your tiger. "

"Er ~ Grandma, my tiger, my brother has it, my tiger."

"Oh, dache brothers don't have tigers. Eleven have tigers. "

"Big crane brother home has a plane, do you want to play? Tomorrow we will go to dache's brother's house to play with the plane. Will you go? "

The daughter blinked, thought for a moment and said yes, go!

"Are you still angry that Dakhge played with your little tiger for a while today?"

On second thought, the daughter said, "Grandma, I am out of breath."

Then he stood up and ran back to the living room. The logic of children is really interesting. She is not angry, but angry. I can't help laughing.

My mother-in-law is a housewife with only a primary school education. She made many jokes while watching TV subtitles, but her educational method of respecting children's emotions is really advanced.

For my daughter's education, I have also read some parenting books this year, and I feel that my knowledge is particularly profound. It is a headache to think of all kinds of rebellions that my daughter may have as she grows older. But today's episode made me no longer afraid on the road of parenting. I deeply understand that the important principle to be respected in educating children is to treat children as equal individuals, and we can't ask her to do anything or how to do it with adult values. Instead, we should respect her bad emotions and allow her to vent. Adults only need to give appropriate language guidance to ensure that she has absolute initiative. When her self-choice is within the allowable range, she can reach an agreement and form an equal agreement between two independent personalities.

There is a lovely baby in my family. I was ecstatic to see my daughter change. I will not be demanding on my daughter's future growth. I only hope that she will live a true, confident and brave life and live up to her time.