This morning has been one of those times when you start to lose it a little bit as a parent. I'm running on nearly no sleep, with children who have colds and who are excited for the upcoming holiday. As I look around, I see so much imperfection. There are so many things that just seem wrong today. Messy. Disorganized. Cluttered. All my Montessori parenting urges are on high alert.
There's abandoned work mats. Stupid plastic lightsabers that keep making their way into our home.
Materials pulled from the shelves. Poor little dolls face down on the carpet.
A random chair.
Dumped bins.
And amid these seemingly endless imperfections, there is silence. In the moment, I panic -- like any parent with young children. Silence is never a good thing. Silence likely means all the toys are in the toilet or the baby is eating buttons or something.
I investigate. And instead of craziness, I find two Montessori siblings cuddling together in bed. Discussing a calculator. Laughing and cuddling. So much perfection.
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