Should we also be grateful for our son’s feedback?

After the domestic epidemic was basically under control, my son, who had been staying at home for eight or nine months, finally returned to school. The house suddenly seemed empty, the popularity dropped sharply, and my heart felt a little empty. I was really not used to it. Sitting in an empty room, sometimes I can't help but recall every moment of my son's birth, and wonder what his arrival means to his parents.

When talking about having children, what people often talk about the most is how parents endure hardships, love without bounds, and make selfless contributions. In fact, this process is far from being so single and one-way. While we are giving, we also receive many gifts from our children.

In my memory, my young son is a rare treasure and a divine little animal. Many times I am his playmate, and he is my perfect toy, a living "artificial intelligence toy" that allows me to hold, play, carry, hold, spin, whatever I want. Play however you want. That's my high-end cute pet. That kind of amusing joy is unparalleled and irreplaceable by any other toys and pets in the world.

For a period of time, I was very tired from work and was a bit overloaded. There were endless materials and endless activities to organize every day. I often felt like I was exhausted of my brain and my battery. . After get off work, I sat on my chair and didn’t want to say a word or move. When I hear the phone ringing at night, I feel a little frightened, fearing that it is the "midnight ring" calling for overtime work from my boss again. After the birth of my son, the intensity of work did not ease. But as soon as he stepped into the house and saw his son's face as white and smooth as a silver plate, all the worries and fatigue immediately disappeared. It was really magical. At that time, my son was a panacea for my fatigue.

After my son entered elementary school, he became very obsessed with humorous books and periodicals such as "Old Master", "Funny School", "Plants vs. Zombies Series", etc. He would often sit on a small bench and read with gusto, chuckling while reading. Laughing. On the way home from school when I picked him up, he would often say enthusiastically: "Dad, let me tell you a joke." His immersed expression, childish tone, vivid narration, and serious look made him laugh. It makes me happy when I see it. Whether the joke is funny or not is completely secondary. Besides, he tells a lot of jokes that make me laugh. He can tell you five or six times in a row. It was a joke. I felt quite a bit in my heart: At the age of seven or eight, this little animal was already able to create happiness for me!

When he was in junior high school, he became interested in cooking. He imitated McDonald's and made his own baked French fries at home. They were really golden and fragrant, making people want to eat another one. Later, he tried making curry chicken, curry potatoes, braised pork, twice-cooked pork, braised eggplant, and sesame seeds. The different dishes such as Po Tofu are really delicious. His use of seasonings is far from simple and simple like mine. Everything is complete. Sometimes he uses tomatoes for seasoning, and often uses shredded carrots for color. He said that the dishes are not only delicious, but also beautiful. He criticized me for using the same stir-fry method for everything, which is too insincere in his cooking. His craftsmanship put me to shame. Soon, my status was reduced from chef to kitchen worker, and I could only help him.

Once, I praised his cooking skills while enjoying the success. Yixiao said, I am also forced to go to Liangshan! How can I say this? He said, I want to eat some delicacies that I have tasted outside, but your cooking skills are really unsatisfactory and I can't make it taste like that. I had no choice but to be self-reliant, do it myself, and be self-sufficient. It turned out that it was our poor cooking skills that drove my son who loved to eat to death. I felt quite ashamed after hearing this, and secretly vowed to work hard and improve in my cooking skills. . As a parent, it’s really hard to have fun without good cooking skills.

When I was in high school, he was willing to share some funny things about his campus life with me. He told me that of the eight people in their dormitory, four were already single.

People often turn a blind eye to or take for granted what they get. Especially taking things for granted from family members and forgetting to be grateful. It is often easy for parents to remember and be complacent about their own efforts and giving, and ignore or are unaware of the gifts they receive from their children while giving. And when you realize how abundant the feedback and gifts you have received from your children, you will understand how happy you are and how much your children deserve to be cherished and treated well!