It’s always fun to have to fulfill a work assignment dealing with parenting tips during a time period when I’ve become completely convinced that the only parenting tip I’m qualified to offer anyone is, “Don’t have children.” That’s my FAVORITE! (As my kids would say: hey, it’s Opposite Day!)
So when I was thinking about my topic for Alpha Mom this week, I ended up feeling confident about… well, the fact that my kids are clean. Yes. I’m 15.5 years into this parenting thing and that’s the kindest parenting-related congrats I can offer myself right now. There’s plenty of other awesome things about the kids—don’t get me wrong—but I feel I can only take CREDIT for the fact that they smell pretty good most of the time.
Hey, I’ll take what I can get. I’m not proud. Meanwhile, my teens are free to express themselves in various ways, as long as they shower first.
Hey, cleanliness is very, very, very important.
(I just worked night shift, and I really want a shower now :P )
My mum had fourteen kids. Yes, i have a lot of siblings. I remember her consistently saying, we were all our own person and her job was to make sure we were clean. (At least before we went out of the house). Being a Tomboy, I was rarely clean long after, but I never really understood what she meant until today. I think by today’s standards half of my family, including me would have been diagnosed as HDD or something. Our culture 50 years ago was so much less inclined to label us or pidgin hole children. We were “smart” or” not so smart”,which was still an unfair judgement, but it was a much freer time and place for kids that my heart breaks to see the way things have gotten so crazy these days. I guess i am suspect over these “medical terms” and all the drugging of our youth, Personally I can’t help but wonder what would have become of these kids if the GMO’s had never happened. If the scientist gods of our society had never felt God’s natural food wasn’t good enough for us.
Brava! Wracking my brain for an equivalent accomplishment…just know I will come up with one…soon…;)
Guess what? The thing I always prided myself on was the fact that I had trained my boys from the very beginning to ALWAYS put the seat AND THE LID down on the toilet. EVERY SINGLE TIME. I could rest assured that, no matter what else they did to offend people in their lives, they wouldn’t drive the women in their lives insane with a lack of bathroom consideration.
So! My son Theo came home for the weekend (nice!) because he just felt like seeing us (nice!), and he left both the lid and the seat up in the bathroom (not nice!). And, considering how I reacted, we probably won’t be seeing him again for a while.