My child, thank you for choosing me.

We often say how much we love our children, but our love is often not as much as our children\’s love. Yesterday, when I was talking to my grandma, my son kept holding the camera he made and asked me to take pictures. I said I have something to tell my grandma and you should go play first. He just refused and insisted on filming me. I ignored him and continued talking to grandma. He stood there and became angry. He didn\’t cry, but he was very stubborn. Fortunately, I have practiced my temper when dealing with children and didn\’t get angry. So I diverted my attention and went to the study to do some work. He came over again and pulled me away, not allowing me to do anything. Finally, I touched his head and said to him, what do you want dad to do? He didn\’t say anything, so I picked him up and asked him, \”Are you in the same mood as the angry Arthur and want to blow up the entire earth?\” He thought thoughtfully. In my arms, he held me tightly, his little head buried in my chest. We listened to a story together. When he raised his head again, he was no longer stubborn and had a relaxed look on his face. As they grow up, children will always have tempers and be willful. They are ignorant, they are persistent, they are willful, they are naughty and well-behaved, they are also afraid, and they also expect better from themselves. What about us as parents? Some mothers said: I don’t love as much as my children. When I\’m tired, I want to be alone and don\’t want my children to disturb me. Sometimes when work doesn\’t go well, I take it out on the noisy children. Some mothers said: I don’t love as much as my children. When I\’m in a bad mood, I get angry with him or even avoid him. But when he was in a bad mood, I stopped him from getting angry with me. I would criticize him, but not only did he not hate me, he also found ways to tell me, \”Mom, I love you!\” The least grudge-holding person in the world. It\’s probably the children. No matter what mistakes our parents make, they still give us the purest and most original love. The time when children need their parents the most is always fleeting and precious. Now my 4-year-old son is growing up faster. Watch him change day by day. I told myself: Love the child in front of me because one day, he will grow up. Just like all the gatherings between heaven and earth will eventually separate, they will leave us and fly high alone. In this world, there is only this kind of love that points to separation, but loves selflessly and vigorously. We should all be grateful that our children chose you and me to be their parents. A little poem that I like very much, I would like to share it with you: \”Choosing Mom\” ​​You asked me what I was doing before I was born, and I answered that I was choosing mom in the sky. I saw you and thought you were really good at wanting to be your son, but I thought I might not have that. I didn’t expect that I would be in your belly the next morning. Author | Zhu Er (6 years old at the time) This is an incoherent thank you. Thanks to 6-year-old Jules who told us in a poem as simple as vernacular that children choose their parents on their own initiative, not just the product of their parents’ momentary joy, nor a coincidence. This is a blending and encounter of fate, and it is also an endless extension of life. The arrival of a child makes sense. I feel that the arrival of children guides us to continue to improve. Because none of us are perfect, but we all strive for better, so when the child comes…the child\’s growth is the parents\’ practice. Come on, let’s go together, I’m the fish daddy