Do you know why growing up is so hard? Because everyone else in the family (namely your parents) think they know what's good for you and forces you to conform to their rules. Well, what if they're wrong?
Enter "Consentual Parenting", where all family members enjoy the same level of power.
Want to wear your Halloween costume every day for 6 months? Ok.
Feeling grumpy the day that mommy has her doctor's appointment and don't want to go with her? Mommy will change her plans.
Did you hit someone and don't want to apologize? That's ok. If you're going to apologize, it should be genuine.
Wow. I feel REALLY sorry for the poor teachers that are going to end up with these gems in their classrooms. Say nothing to their eventual employers (if they ever make it that far).
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but what about the laws that make the parents responsible for their child's actions?
Damn good point, Blue. And what about, you know, REAL LIFE, where no one else gives a damn about you and could give a shit about your opinion on things, and you just have to do what you're told?
Parents are smarter thant heir children. By a long shot, even stupid parents. You cannot allow the kids to outsmart you. Parents have started doing this, out of basic neglect, and now, the kids are narcissistic sociopathic little freaks.
I just spent the weekend with my nephew, who is 16 months old. His Dad, my older brother, is Super Dad, in my opinion. He punishes Jake when he does somethign wrong, praises him when he does something right, and does not let him get away with things or outsmart him, and you know what?
Jake is a very good, very happy toddler who I thouroughly enjoy being around.
Parenting isn't fucking rocket science, people. Make rules. Enforce rules. Don't apologize or feel bad for enforcing rules. Love baby for everything you're worth, understanding that the greatest love you can impart as a parent is to teach them how to function in society.
Well said Goob, but unfortunately, we live in the new "everybody's equal, and no one is at fault for anything" socialist country. Had i tried that on my dearly departed Dad, i would've been looking straight up at the ceiling in nothing flat! And when i finally got up, my Mom would've decked me.
And feel sorry for the teachers? As we all know, we can't count on the majority of teachers, since they're some of the people indoctrinating kids with the "avoid reality at all cost" liberal mentality. Add to that far too many parents who are too busy watching American Idol to worry about how their kids are dealing with (or are they even aware of) the realities of every day life.
I don't envy the kids of today, because i can see that far too many of them are not ready to deal with the real world on any level. And one of the toughest things in life, is waiting until you grow-up to deal with reality. It usually doesn't turn out well. For me, growing up on the mean-streets of Brooklyn in the 50's wasn't easy by any standard. But we survived because most of us came from good, solid, working families. And no matter how tough you were out on the street, Mom and Dad were still the boss when you got home.
When I was 10 years old I was a "shit". I ditched school, talked back to my mom (my folks were divorced). I just wasn't a good kid.
One day I was being a smart ass and my mom said "come over here! NOW!" She was in a wheelchair and I want afraid of here so I walked right up to her.
She punched me right in the mouth. I never saw it coming. POW! I had a bleeding fat lip. She said, "don't you EVER talk to me like that again!"
Guess what, I never did!
Heidi,
you mis-spelled a word, "...going to end up with these gems in their classrooms..." It should be spelled
g - e - R - m - s
OK?
Kids should be taught to apologize ESPECIALLY when they don't mean it. And they need to learn they don't come first always. Life is tough enough without finding out the world doesn't revolve around you at 18 or 25 when mommy and daddy quit footing the bills!!
As to the costume, BFD. I never made a fuss over clothes with my kids. After all the happy horse shit my father went through over my clothes, hair, music, friends, ideas, etc, it seemed like no big deal to me. I wasn't going to make the inside conform by changing the outside.
Children usually get enough peer pressure from friends and classmates, that they'll cease and desist with truly bizarre behavior. So she wanted to be a cat for 6 months. AAAAnnndddd? It could have been worse, she could have dressed like Nancy Pelosi for 6 months.
The horror, the horror.
It takes a village and this is how it works in the village.
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We may not be a village yet, but we've got a country filled with village idiots, so we're ready.
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