Sometimes I get frustrated and want to scream at his refusal to do things that are safe and correct. I know that doesn’t work though, I yell, he laughs, I yell more and he refuses with more vigor. So I stopped yelling. I stopped trying to MAKE him do the right thing. I just love him and choose my battles. The truck keys is a battle I cannot give in on. But I can say no with more love and less frustration.
I’m trying.
