The Verdict
Don't hate me! Okay, so we didn't get her a fish or a turtle. I remember being a kid and begging my parents for a fish and they never got me one. I got one as a present once and it was the coolest thing. We are hosting 2 young recent college grads in our basement for a year or two. They have 2 betas that are in our living room, so that counts for something. May got to name them Fred and George. She is in charge of feeding them and they clean the tank together every other week. It's a start:)
We gave her a Birthday present tonight and she said it was better than a turtle, whew! We gave her a special date with mom and dad to a concert. She was jumping around the house, elated!
I still hold to the argument that it is good to want things that you do not have. I think it creates a little independence, something she can dream about, a reason to move out on her own, and have her own house, her own life, her own little cozy place with a fish tank and a turtle. If that day comes, I think I would be proud of her, and even be the vacation fish and turtle sitter. A little motivation toward her American Dream, one small dream at a time.
As I was chaperoning her pool party I read this quote talking about a mom who has her identity wrapped up in her kids and how it comes out in the form of control. It said concerning this mom, "Somehow she never heard that parenting is an 18-year process of letting go, and the fruit of the spirit is self-control, not child control." I might have thought, "Oh shit, I need to work on this. I do have to let go. It is healthy and right and good."
Part of my ugly stuff is control and swearing, ha. I talk with my girlfriends about control rearing it's ugly head in my relationships with my kids, my marriage and even friendships. It's not cool and I'm working on it. It's really sneaky and I don't always see it for what it is until later. I need to grow up in this area. Just being honest. Don't we do that as women though? Anyway...
As I saw my little girl making decisions playing with her friends I saw her independence. She is becoming her own little person, with her own friends and her own set of priorities and preferences.
Today was a bit of a bummer because she put off her reading until today, the day before she went back to school. She asked if I would read a few of her 6 chapters to her. No. School is her only job right now. I told her I already passed 3rd grade, her work is her responsibility. I checked on her a few times and told her I was proud of her. She came down stairs and said, "Well it took me two hours, but I finished." She had a huge smile, and threw the book in her bag. Done. She is growing up. Another year older. Goes so fast. Come on country girl...
We gave her a Birthday present tonight and she said it was better than a turtle, whew! We gave her a special date with mom and dad to a concert. She was jumping around the house, elated!
I still hold to the argument that it is good to want things that you do not have. I think it creates a little independence, something she can dream about, a reason to move out on her own, and have her own house, her own life, her own little cozy place with a fish tank and a turtle. If that day comes, I think I would be proud of her, and even be the vacation fish and turtle sitter. A little motivation toward her American Dream, one small dream at a time.
As I was chaperoning her pool party I read this quote talking about a mom who has her identity wrapped up in her kids and how it comes out in the form of control. It said concerning this mom, "Somehow she never heard that parenting is an 18-year process of letting go, and the fruit of the spirit is self-control, not child control." I might have thought, "Oh shit, I need to work on this. I do have to let go. It is healthy and right and good."
Part of my ugly stuff is control and swearing, ha. I talk with my girlfriends about control rearing it's ugly head in my relationships with my kids, my marriage and even friendships. It's not cool and I'm working on it. It's really sneaky and I don't always see it for what it is until later. I need to grow up in this area. Just being honest. Don't we do that as women though? Anyway...
As I saw my little girl making decisions playing with her friends I saw her independence. She is becoming her own little person, with her own friends and her own set of priorities and preferences.
Today was a bit of a bummer because she put off her reading until today, the day before she went back to school. She asked if I would read a few of her 6 chapters to her. No. School is her only job right now. I told her I already passed 3rd grade, her work is her responsibility. I checked on her a few times and told her I was proud of her. She came down stairs and said, "Well it took me two hours, but I finished." She had a huge smile, and threw the book in her bag. Done. She is growing up. Another year older. Goes so fast. Come on country girl...
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