I expect a lot out of myself. From an early age, I have always expected to be the best at what I do. I don’t know where that comes from. I just know that’s how I am wired.
When it comes to my expectations for Ethan, I sometimes forget he’s only 7 years old. He’s an articulate and bright child. As an only child, he’s spent a big chunk of his life around adults and connects well with them.
In certain situations, I’ll catch myself getting frustrated with how he’s handling a situation. Some times I catch myself and remember that he’s only 7 years old. For those other times I don’t catch myself, I spend plenty of time kicking myself later.
One thing is for sure, I have never placed my unfulfilled personal dreams of glory onto his shoulders. My dad always emphasized the importance of following my own bliss (to borrow from Joseph Campbell). I have given Ethan the same gift – to aspire to be his own person.
