I don't have big kids yet. They're all still considered small. But I know the Big Kid years are right around the corner, so these days I pay a lot of attention to families with kids a few years older than mine. Part of me is terrified, because Tantrums turn into mood swings. Laundry piles become stinky laundry piles. Conversations become complicated. And the food bill!
But after an afternoon with the Adams family, I sigh a bit with relief. I might be able to make it through. I notice one of the keys is developing a good sense of humor--or perhaps it's lowering my standard of what a "good" sense of humor really is--and not taking anything too seriously. It's about respecting kids' increased need for privacy and space in general, but also giving them hugs when they might not think they need them. It's about feeding them, a lot and often.
Obviously, and ultimately, it's about love; and there's plenty of that too in the Adams home. The point is, I'm grateful for families like them, because they tell me it's possible to make it through the Big Kid years...and that it could even be fun.