Whenever T and I go to the playground, he has a habit of running to the biggest and most difficult of all the equipment there and hollering at me to help get through the paces. Initially I used to indulge him. Then one day I noticed a father telling his son no without necessarily saying the dreaded word. It has been my motto since. Now when we go to the playground and he asks for help play on an equipment that is obviously designed for older kids, I say, 'if you need my help on it, you are not ready to use it'. The things we learn in the playground ha!
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