The day my child was finally able to softly, gently scoop me up and care for me in the manner I feel I deserve as the worlds most vulnerable smol pixie was the day all my parenting efforts finally paid off.
Yeah, don’t do this to a child, ever. It’s horrible to be a child who feels they’re responsible for the emotional well being of their parent. You know when I feel like my parenting efforts have paid off? When my daughter confidently goes off to do her own thing without having any worries or even thoughts about me.