Be gentle with your words

 Be gentle with your words.

The juice spill doesn’t matter.
The broken plate can be replaced.
The mess can wait.

But your reaction stays.
Your tone stays.
The way you made them feel stays.

You don’t want your child to grow up and remember how scared they were when something small went wrong.
You want them to remember feeling safe to mess up.
To be human.
To learn.

You’re not failing by being calm.
You’re healing something that should’ve been healed for you.

And that matters more than a shattered glass ever will.

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