If I let my son give up on everything that he was scared of he would sit in front of a window and do nothing all day. He would watch the world pass him by. Since the day he joined our family everything new has been scary. Here he had this nice orderly little life and one day these strange people he didn’t understand came and took him away from everything he’d ever known. They took him from the order of life. My child thrives on order.
When we got home Oleg wouldn’t touch dirt or sand. He’d never done it before. If you’re going to be the child of a horticulturist dirt is a fact of life. I put his hand in the dirt and made him rub them together. He cried. We did it again and now he digs giant holes alongside the dog.
At one point Oleg wouldn’t go outside because he thought the pinecones were out to get him. I made him hold one to get over his fear. I’ll pay for therapy for that one. The child can name all major conifer groups.
When Oleg was 2 I took him to the park. He wouldn’t go down the slide or play like the other children. He would stand at the top of the slide and let all the other kids go by. One day I coaxed him to sit and I gave him a push. WHEEE all the way down.
What I’m trying to say is that if I had let my son give up on everything he didn’t want to do he would still be siting in front of that window watching life go by. Sometimes we need that little push…