I remember as a kid getting frustrated when my parents caught me doing things I thought I was being sneaky doing. For example – I’d hit a “creative” moment and want to cause trouble. My mom would look at me and say, “Joy. You’re about to do _____, ______, and _______. My sister did that, and you’re not going to get away with it.” I was flabbergasted. How on earth did someone know the idea that was going on in my head? Yet, it was true. Mom knew what I was going to do.
The one that baffled me the most was how my parents always caught me reading after bedtime. I’d wait until I felt like I’d waited long enough (that was probably part of my problem), grab a good book, then hunker down on the floor next to the night light and begin reading. Somehow, some way, mom and dad knew. Their spidey-parent senses alerted them to my out-of-bed-ness, and they’d come within 5-15 minutes of me laying down to read on the floor.
Two things come to mind.
1. Mom and dad – how did you do it?
2. I hope that I’m that spidey-sensing when I’m a parent. That is all.