Ever since our daughter was born, I have been adamant that I want her to have a good relationship with her father. I want them to spend time with each other, to learn about each other and relate to each other well. It's an ongoing process, but it's coming together slowly.
Years ago, when she was a baby, I remember someone saying to me that the two of them should go on "dates". But no one could tell me what kind of things they should be doing. Now, I have a pretty good imagination and I'm not stupid by any stretch of the imagination, but it seems that I hit a bit of a wall when it came to this.
It wasn't just the issue of what she could do with him, but also when and how.
And then, this book made its way to me:
Amazing. Really, it is.
Greg Wright is passionate....about his daughters, his love for them and his desire to do right by them. This book is all about how he looked at each of his daughters..really LOOKED at them and then came up with a way to truly connect with them on a personal level.
He took the time to show his daughters that they were important to him and that he was willing and HAPPY to help them grow into the women that he knew they would be.
I'll admit, I was dubious about this book. There are a hundred and one books out there aimed at dads and spending time with their kids and I was dreading reading the same old stuff. I'm happy to report that I was pleasantly surprised. Greg has a way of putting things that sets him apart from all the other "Daddy Doctors".
This book isn't just for dads though. Please don't be fooled by the title because this book, I believe, is just as relevant for mums & daughters, dads & sons, mums & sons. It is for parents & their children. Find the way to connect with your child on a different level and help mold them into the human beings they can be.
Go. Find it. Now.
*****
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Off to find it!
ReplyDeleteOh, committing that one to memory to get next.
ReplyDeleteHow are you, stranger?
Hmmm. My dad used to take me to the bar with him, set me up at the counter with a coke and handful of gold fish crackers, and I'd sit there while he tended bar. Does that count as a date?
ReplyDeleteIs that what they're calling it these days? When I was a kid, it was "please take her to the hardware store with you so I can get some shit done around here". :) But those hardware store visits paid off - I'm more home-repair savvy than my hubs. (Just don't tell him that.) And, yes, Auntie J, that counts. Where better to learn social skills and the intricacies of supply & demand commerce?
ReplyDeleteSounds an inspiring book indeed!
ReplyDeleteI haven't read it but 'daddy dates' is something I've been nagging the husband to do with the kids for ages. He works all week and sometimes Saturdays too so the kids didn't know him and vice versa.
ReplyDeleteHe's finally pulled his finger out and started doing it with the older two.