It can feel like we are sacrificing our authority or humbling ourselves too much in front of our children to admit that we made a mistake.
I have learned that my kids already know when I have behaved badly.
My kids know better than to shout, "You blew it, Mommy!"
However, I know it and so do they.
More important than the fact that I did the wrong thing or responded in the wrong way to my child, is the hurt that I have inflicted. As a parent, it is my responsibility to model for my kids how to make amends when we inflict hurt on others.
I find it to be truly humbling as a parent to apologize to my kids, but it has been such a powerful tool for growth and reconciliation in our family.
When I approach my kid and say, "Please forgive me, I was so wrong for that", I validate their worth while demonstrating that justice should prevail from the highest level.
Any worship time we share as a family begins by going around the circle and asking if Mocha Dad or I have offended anyone. Someone always has something to say, and sometimes we are surprised by what a kid says. There may be a misunderstanding, and we are blessed to use such a unique opportunity to shed truth on the situation. We find that such misunderstandings can become lies our children believe which will ultimately undermine our relationships with them.
I am convinced that good parenting isn't about perfection. I mess up often. If perfection were a requirement, I would be disqualified. A certain level of transparency towards our children balances everything out.