Okay. His morning at breakfast I was telling my son to hurry up, because he was literally eating half bites of cereal, and we needed to leave. He looked at me and said, “Mom, why are you freaking out? Be calmed”. Seriously. That little future yogi told me that.
As a parent it is impossible to be cool and collected all the time. Some days we yell and have to be reminded by an almost three year old to stop freaking out. His perspective amazes me. Other days I am pretty sure he’s testing me.