Thursday, June 3, 2010
The Politics Of Parenting.
I thought that it was hard to parent my own children.
Get it right.
Teach them well.
Be compassionate but firm.
Give them boundaries lovingly.
It is hard. I second guess myself daily.
I over think it.
I worry that I might get it wrong and deeply scar my child emotionally.
I read. I learn from others. I work at it.
What I never expected was how hard it would be to parent other peoples kids.
You know your own child so intimately. You understand them. You see that they are tired or hungry before they can voice it.
Chances are you may not know a playmate quite so well.
One of my daily mantra's is "Different families have different rules."
Boy is that one coming back to bite me!
Those different rules are brought into my home during play dates and it is not always easy to convince a seven year old that they need to follow my rules in my home.
I have turned into my Grandmother - I find myself complaining about manners on a daily basis.
Today's kids are so bold - so entitled.
They demand rather than ask. They tell me that they disagree with my rules, they question me.
In some ways I love that these kids are self confident. That they are not afraid of adults.
In many ways I find it entirely obnoxious.
You are seven. If I say no - you may not, then you MAY NOT. I don't want to explain or justify it for ten minutes. It's just a no.
Is my kid doing this in other peoples home??
That's a rhetorical question.