A few years ago, I jumped on the bandwagon of choosing a word of the year. I haven't done it in awhile and haven't done so for this year either, but it's something that's been on my mind. If I were choosing a word this year, it would be Responsibility.
I long to ensure my sons know the virtue of responsibility. I hope that despite the fact that I don't work outside of the home, they see the responsibilities I see to on a daily basis. Additionally, when I falter, I try so hard to take responsibility for my shortcomings.
They have chores they are to complete each day, as expected from each member of our family. They have additional chores that they can choose to complete for payment. Sadly, they don't often have much interest in working for money. After school work and housework, they usually want any extra time to be spent playing.
But it's so important to me that they know how to take on responsibility and what to do with it once they do. Sooner than I'd like to admit, they will be grown. Grown men with the responsibilities of taking care of themselves and others. When that time comes, I want them to know how to use the microwave, what setting is best on the washer, and how to be handy around the house.
In the meantime, however, I'd really just like for their dirty clothes to make it to the basket....as opposed to laying near the basket.