I am grateful. I am soooo grateful. I have a warm and wonderful home, and a partner to share my life with, and I have a beautiful and healthy little boy who literally makes my heart sing every single day. This past Sunday at church the homily was about planning for the future but also finding a balance living in the present as well, and taking stock in what you do have in your life. I try to do that every day, numerous times a day. And I want to teach my son gratitude.
That entails being observant. When we’re surrounded by his Paw Patrol toys (the pups, the plane, the headquarters), we often stop to look around us and pause to see how lucky we are that we have so many toys. I want my son to realize how much we have (and it’s too much, really).
We also look at what’s going on around us when we’re out, especially in the city. We’ve seen the homeless people curled up in the metro or sleeping on a bench, and we talk about how can we help these people (even if it just means buying them a coffee and a muffin). We also don’t let these people go unnoticed – we reflect on our own blessings and, again, how lucky we are to have a roof over our heads, food on the table, etc.
Every week we choose foods to put in the donation box at church. My son takes great pride in choosing what we will be donating that week. He often thinks about kids who may not have food or treats, and the bean opts for us to also pick up some Goldfish crackers or cookies for the box to appease children who may not have these little fun snacks.
We acknowledge when we receive gifts by writing thank-you cards or even making artwork for the person. My son is quite popular with the church-goers of my parish, and they frequently pick up little cars and trucks for him. And we always go home and make them something for the following Sunday to thank them. We talk about how nice it was for that person to stop and take time to think about our bean. And I think he genuinely feels lucky to receive these little gifts.
We go shopping for others, together. If we have a birthday party to go to that weekend, the bean comes with me to choose the gift. Yes, I may encounter the requests to buy him something too, but I’m adamant about not doing so, because he has to learn that we do for others. And he’s usually very good about it.
We stop and thank food vendors and store employees. We hold doors for people. We wave “thank you” when cars let us cross the street. If there’s one way to raise a conscientious, thoughtful child, it’s by teaching gratitude. Every day.
How do you teach your child gratitude?
A full-time work-from-home mom, Jennifer Cox (our “Supermom in Training”) loves dabbling in healthy cooking, craft projects, family outings, and more, sharing with Suburban readers everything she knows about being an (almost) superhero mommy.