I have a two year old named Isaiah. He’s going through this phase right now where he gets an idea in his head about how he wants something to happen and unless it goes down exactly like that – he gets upset. So he doesn’t just want his cup, he wants his mom to get his cup. If I get it, that won’t do. He will actually put it back how it was just to have mom get it for him.
Yesterday he was trying to climb out of his chair and sort of got himself in a precarious stuck position. A little too far from the ground, and yet too far down to try and get back in the seat. So he cried out “help!” I got up and lifted him onto the ground. But apparently he wanted mom to rescue him. So after his normal “Nooooo daddy” he climbed back up onto his seat and proceeded to intentionally put himself into the same precarious position as before – this time awaiting the rescue of his mom.
And it immediately struck me – sometimes the rescue we want doesn’t come in the form we expect.