Monday, September 29, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
"Dad needs to show an incredible amount of respect and humor and friendship toward his mate so the kids understand their parents are sexy, they're fun, they do things together, they're best friends. Kids learn by example. If I respect Mom, they're going to respect Mom."
-- Tim Allen
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
The epidemic of kids having to report their parents to the police has seemingly increased in the past few weeks. It just seems too simple to think that parents would want to be a role model for their children, but, unfortunately, it isn't always so. It's disgusting to me that so many mothers and fathers abuse their position or take it for granted, when there are so many people in the world begging to be parents.
Watch this video about the rash of parents who have abandoned all sense of decency and responsibility in front of their children. Their children are the law-abiders who are desperately trying to enforce the rules on their parents, calling for help in the process. Then leave your comment.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
If you are a surveyor of Mommy Blogs across the Blogosphere -- and those Daddy Blogs, too -- you may notice the trend of Back to School posts. Well, how can we resist? We parents are constantly complaining about our brood, until it is time to let them venture off on their own, independent beings who have to make their own choices, their own decisions, and their own mistakes. Then, surprisingly, after begging for some peace and quiet, we shed a tear and wax sentimental about having our children out of the house.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
What is it with me and the McDonald's Playplace? Every time we go, there is some sort of conflict. One time we went again with Ali and her kids, and a little boy accidently stepped on Volcano's hand, and he literally erupted. The whole place echoed of Volcano's screams as I dragged him out of the building, while Monkey was crying madly, "I still want to play! I still want to play!" I can still feel the disappointing looks of the other patrons, wondering why I can't control my children.
Recently, Hubby and I took the kids to the infamous restaurant after a day of shopping, hoping the kids would eat, then burn their restlessness from sitting in a shopping cart all day. Volcano decided to play while Hubby got our food. As he ascended the play structure, I noticed another, older boy follow him. My Mommy Senses could tell trouble was on the horizon.
"Go!" the little boy shouted at Volcano. "Hurry up!"
Volcano sat firmly in the plastic play structure. "You can't talk like that," he informed him.
"Hurry up!" the boy insisted, getting frustrated.
"Stop talking to me like that!" Volcano spoke firmer, standing his ground.
The little boy hit him on the back. "Hurry up, baby!" he yelled, then pushed him aside and proceeded through the structure.
Volcano came out of the slide and immediately ran to me. "That boy hit me!" he said, on the brink of tears. "I told him to stop yelling at me, and he hit me!"
"I know," I told him, scanning the other people in the play area for signs of concern. "I saw him. But you did the right thing, using your words and telling him to stop. I'm proud of you." I continued to look around the room, but the other parents continued eating.
Hubby came back in with a tray of food. "You won't believe it," I told him, arranging the food on the table. "Some little punk hit Volcano in the play place."
Monday, September 1, 2008
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly will be out for the holiday. So, please, look back on old posts, answer this week's Saturday Survey, and cruise around. You could also leave a comment about what your plans are for this three-day weekend.
And return later this week for some new posts!