the truth about spilled milk


My 2.5 year old entertained himself for half an hour yesterday by transferring blueberries back and forth from a Pyrex dish to a plastic cup… over and over. I could have stopped him, but he was so focused and quiet on scooping and measuring that I figured it was worth a carton of blueberries.

That’s how I comfort my thrifty cheap soul when things are wasted. Especially things I paid good money for. Especially food.

It’s not a waste if it was used. It’s just being used in a different way than I think it should be.

And that’s the cost of doing business… or the price of learning.

I remind myself this when…

  • A baby empties an entire tissue box
  • My kid spends his dollar store budget on a really dumb item
  • Half of our daily fruit/veggie snack platter ends up in the garbage
  • I graciously share the last of my smoothie, which immediately gets splattered all over the kitchen floor

Was that a waste? Or was that the price of a learning opportunity?

  • …about cause and effect
  • …learning to make decisions when the stakes are still low
  • …being exposed daily to healthy foods, without pressure
  • …practicing cleaning up without drama about mistakes made

What’s something that your kid “wastes”... and how can you see the purpose that it did serve?

Parenting for Jewish Mothers

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