Looking for Joy

I've decided that I'm not enjoying Acer and all his good features enough. I want to teach & improve and help him become a well behaved, well educated child so much that I've been missing out on the Joy portion of being a parent. I can still do those other things, but I need to take the time to appreciate that great smile and goofy sense of humor more. Who cares if I have to sit on the toidy for an extra 5 minutes becuase he wants to jump into my arms from the step stool, be set down and jump again & again. I need to realize the happy face in front of me is more important than getting up and dealing immediately with laundry. The important part is that he actually wants to jump into my arms. Prayers that I don't slip back into stern, dour Mom & truly feel the Joy of "Mama, Jump!"