Thursday, March 25, 2010
Coming attractions...
Stay tuned! Next month will feature the ravings of a woman celebrating the 20th anniversary of her 21st birthday!!
Wait for it...
Whew!! I'd like to thank the kid to whom I was Sissy Blabbermouth for not saying anything to Mom. I was totally sweating the whole, "Mom, Mrs. Stephanie said she means it when she says no, unlike you" thing. Apparently my life has been spared again. Thank you, LORD!!
Perhaps I'll learn my lesson this time. Right.
Perhaps I'll learn my lesson this time. Right.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Oops, I did it again!
I know I'm not the only one this has happened to. I know I'm in good company. So this post is dedicated to all those friends out there in cyberspace who have a mouth that's really too big for their brains.
We have lots of friends who have lots of kids...and lots of different parenting styles. Different parents=different rules. Different parents=different personalities. I am NOT saying I'm an expert on child-rearing because I am sooooo not! I am saying that I've learned quite a bit about what to do and what NOT to do. It's kind of like when you planned your wedding and you went to tons of your friends weddings...the stuff you didn't like/didn't want to duplicate made a longer list than the stuff you liked. (Does this make sense?) Anyway...same thing applies. I've learned a whole lot more of what doesn't work regarding kids. The BIGGEST thing I've learned is to KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT when I disagree with what another parent does/ignores/tolerates/etc. For the most part. (cue blunder)
Here's where the gaff happens. (I'm going to change a few details to protect the innocent here because I really like this mom and want to keep her friendship). So her child is playing with Evan at my house one afternoon. The playdate is winding down. It's close to the time when I'll be dropping the kid back home. I give the old "10 min. left before we leave" routine. Followed by the "5 min. left". When go time actually arrives, I give the direction to get shoes on so we can take Friend home. Evan and Friend don't move. I play the "mom card" and step in with, "You'll do it now. It's time to go." You'd think that would make said children hop right up and do what their told. But no.
At this point, some folks would repeat the directive, either patiently or pleadingly. Not me. I step in front of the tv, turn off the tv and turn back to see Evan hurriedly putting on shoes. Friend, on the other hand, stares at me like a bump on a stump. AAAaaannnnnddd, cue mouth: "When I say stop, I mean it...unlike your mother." OMG! Was that last part OUT LOUD?? Being me, I didn't mumble it. Nope. Loud and proud, baby! Selling it to the cheap seats! Friend simply gets up from the couch at a snail's pace and then proceeds to look for shoes. I find them first, grab them and hustle both kiddos out the door to the car before I can really feel guilty about what I said.
At some point, I may need to seriously consider reading Dale Carnegie's book, How to Win Friends and Influence People.
We have lots of friends who have lots of kids...and lots of different parenting styles. Different parents=different rules. Different parents=different personalities. I am NOT saying I'm an expert on child-rearing because I am sooooo not! I am saying that I've learned quite a bit about what to do and what NOT to do. It's kind of like when you planned your wedding and you went to tons of your friends weddings...the stuff you didn't like/didn't want to duplicate made a longer list than the stuff you liked. (Does this make sense?) Anyway...same thing applies. I've learned a whole lot more of what doesn't work regarding kids. The BIGGEST thing I've learned is to KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT when I disagree with what another parent does/ignores/tolerates/etc. For the most part. (cue blunder)
Here's where the gaff happens. (I'm going to change a few details to protect the innocent here because I really like this mom and want to keep her friendship). So her child is playing with Evan at my house one afternoon. The playdate is winding down. It's close to the time when I'll be dropping the kid back home. I give the old "10 min. left before we leave" routine. Followed by the "5 min. left". When go time actually arrives, I give the direction to get shoes on so we can take Friend home. Evan and Friend don't move. I play the "mom card" and step in with, "You'll do it now. It's time to go." You'd think that would make said children hop right up and do what their told. But no.
At this point, some folks would repeat the directive, either patiently or pleadingly. Not me. I step in front of the tv, turn off the tv and turn back to see Evan hurriedly putting on shoes. Friend, on the other hand, stares at me like a bump on a stump. AAAaaannnnnddd, cue mouth: "When I say stop, I mean it...unlike your mother." OMG! Was that last part OUT LOUD?? Being me, I didn't mumble it. Nope. Loud and proud, baby! Selling it to the cheap seats! Friend simply gets up from the couch at a snail's pace and then proceeds to look for shoes. I find them first, grab them and hustle both kiddos out the door to the car before I can really feel guilty about what I said.
At some point, I may need to seriously consider reading Dale Carnegie's book, How to Win Friends and Influence People.
Man, Blow the Dust Off the Keyboard!!
Turn around twice and suddenly you're 3 months into the new year with not posts. What's up with that?!?
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