This is going to be a short post. I have a bazillion things to do, and never seem to have enough time to get done thing I want because of the “have to’s”.
Let’s see, today’s complaint is going to be about how adults interact with children.
Personally, I find most of the interactions appalling. The first question asked is “Why are kids so rude these days?” Well, because no one takes the time to properly teach them how to behave! Instead of making them feel bad by telling them how crummy they are, why not take the time to help them learn how to be praised for good behavior so they can EARN a good feeling about themselves?
Daycare and babysitters are the normal way the kiddies are taken care of while both parents go out to earn a living in this modern era. (Aren’t we women glad we fought for the right to work like a man? Isn’t it just wonderful what not having a parent home has done to our children?)
Yes, this is a soap box issue for me. I am all for women having time to fulfill themselves and all that other stuff. I am a writer and I take out time for myself and my goals and dreams daily, but I am at home, with my children all day, every day. My husband and I have decided that the well-being, safety and education of our children are more important than material goods.
That’s right folks, we only have 1 vehicle and that vehicle is used for everything we do, including business. If the husband has to work, I am stuck at home with the girls. We have to get creative on scheduling things during his busy times of the year because I can go upwards of three weeks without a way to get to the grocery story that isn’t at 1AM in the morning. We don’t have the latest and greatest of anything because we can’t afford it, BUT my girls are getting a quality education (With the help of cyber school to make sure all state requirements are met) they have me at home with them at all times. If they misbehave it’s MY fault. When they are wonderful (Which is most of time-at least while in public) then that is also MY doing. I can’t blame it on anyone else because I am the one who has taken responsibility for their care. I birthed them, and so, they are my responsibility to rise into happy, productive adults. The husband fathered them, and so, it is his responsibility to help me raise them and provide for them while I care for them at home. SO what if we can’t afford to do all the cool things everyone else does. We can afford enough that they aren’t being deprived of happy childhood, but have to watch money closely, so they aren’t spoiled until they are absolutely rotten little beggars.
I understand that SOME people just aren’t good with kids. Great, perfect, wonderful. They are still people. SOME people don’t like to deal with old crabby assholes either, but somehow, we are forced to deal with them more than SOME people are forced to deal with kids.
OK. I think I am going to shut up now before I get carried away and this gets longer than the time I have allotted for blog writing.
Keep smiling and have fun and remember; They ARE kids! Let them be little, but still teach them in the way you want them grow.
