“I’m going out for a walk.”
“What? On a Tuesday night?”
“Well where are you going?”
“Are you meeting someone?”
No reply. Ben’s face is so blank he clearly has a future as a poker player.
“How long are you going to be?”
At which point my son shrugged, smiled and walked out: keeping his secrets…
And quite right too.
A virtual pal of mine wrote a blog post the other week. It was about secrets: specifically, about teaching his two boys that “we don’t have secrets in our house.” Spot on: sound parenting. But his children are six and three. Add ten years and that rule needs to be flying through the window. [Read more…]