Perhaps it’s genetic, maybe all the kids are doing it, or maybe the squishy warmness of a lumpy loaf of nastiness nestled between her butt cheeks is somehow comforting... who knows. All I know is, it’s just plain gross!
There comes a time in every child’s life, that they come across a user. No, I’m not talking about someone on “the drugs,” or a junkie of some kind, but rather a person who takes advantage of the kindness of precious little Timmy. The User exudes faux friendship, saying things like “heeeey, you wanna play” all the while trying to hide the deep dark secret that he just wants to play with Timmy’s wonder magical toy 5000. So what is little Timmy to do? Should he just ignore The User, and risk becoming a social outcast? Or should he play along, after all, it can’t be that bad.
One of the perks of being a father is getting to play with toys again. You get to run around outside like a crazy person, play with sweet Lego sets, shoot kids with Nerf guns, hang out in awesome blanket forts... the list could go on and on. All of this is awesome, and then out pops baby number two.
Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there lived a Princess. This Princess was very prim and proper, and could often be found prancing through the meadows surrounding her kingdom (under the watchful eye of the King and Queen of course). Some days she passed the time painting and creating fine jewelry. Other days she reclined by the wading pools. Such was the life of the Princess.
An imperfect man,
Trying to guide his children,
Loving them always.
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Like many other days, we sat down for dinner and began to reflect back on the day. Much to my horror Princess P said that one of her friends kept saying the dreaded “s word.”
She continued by saying that this friend shouldn’t be saying “adult words.” At this point, my wife and I tried to drive home the point that the “s word” wasn’t an “adult word,” but rather a word that just shouldn’t be said, as it wasn’t a pleasant word in the first place. After all, she didn’t hear that word around our house!
I recently read that you should not withhold good from those who deserve it, when it is well within your power to do so, and I started unpacking the ramifications behind such a seemingly simple idea.
Do not withhold good
What is good? Reading a bedtime story while snuggled up under the covers? Enjoying a bowl of ice cream? Playing hop-scotch? Looking for bugs? Making ridiculous faces and laughing so hard you pee a little? Discipline? Chores?
I enjoy a good plumbing challenge just as much as the next guy. I view it as one of the more finesse areas of home improvement. Much like a woman, you have to be gentle and take care of the pipes, or they can make your life miserable. I also think that after working in the hardware business for around 6 years that I have a clue, albeit a small one, about fixing the minor stuff around the house. Well... I nearly met my match.
It's time once again for the world of computer programming to prove it's usefulness by teaching us a thing or two about parenting.
As parents, we try to raise our kids the best way we know how, hoping that the end result will be well adjusted children who think critically, and while learning from our vast knowledge of everything under the sun, are able to draw their own conclusions and find their own way.
One of the key areas we nudge our kids one direction or the other is in the area of religion. As Christians raising kids, this often takes the form of reading Bible stories, gathering with other Christians, learning the small life lessons as seen through the lens of Christianity, etc. etc.