If my kids were critics, I don’t think I’d ever be upset after a critique.
Kids are incredibly honest without prejudice. They aren’t jealous. They don’t project shame. They are NATURAL critics. They do it when you don’t even ask. Most of the time they do it without you asking.
Case in Point:
Logan (8): “Mommy, you know I love you, right?”
Me: “Yes, of course!”
Logan: “Your story wasn’t really that funny… but I still love you.”
Then we hug it out.
Notice how his critique began with a positive and ended with positive, with a little something to work on in the middle.
The best part about a kid being my critic is that I can tell him he’s wrong and then send him to his room while I retell the unfunny story to another person.
If my kids were critics…