When my older girls were preschoolers, we’d keep every activity a secret until the last possible second.
If I planned to take them to the zoo, they’d find out that morning at 8:30 when I put on their sneakers and packed the cooler.
If Grandma was coming for a visit, they found out when she pulled in the driveway. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be generous enough to clue them in a few hours before she arrived. But that was it. No more advance notice than that.
This parental strategy was for several reasons.
- Sometimes plans change, so I kept things secret so no promises were broken or kids felt disappointed.
- My children would pester me every hour of every day if they knew something exciting was going to happen. “How much longer? How many days? How many hours…minutes….seconds?”
One year, I kept the secret that Grandma was coming right up…
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