The world of computer programming can teach us many things on how to raise children. This may come as a surprise to many; after all, children don't understand the difference between bits and bytes. Even if you issue the child a simple command like "GOTO ROOM" the child will often resist, and catastrophic parenting failure occurs.
It is often said that infants are too young to understand what's going on. While they're in the beginning phase of life, they're just soaking it in.
This train of thought is a discredit to children everywhere. If you've been a parent for any length of time, you know that children are in fact very smart. They can pick the most secure locks, and manipulate almost any situation to achieve their desired outcome. So instead of writing them off as not being able to do much, why not teach a valuable skill?
There comes a point in life where everyone has to learn to stand on their own. Making the decision doesn't come easy, nor should it. There are often tears involved, followed by anger and a plethora of other emotions. However, through the trying times, growth occurs. You are able to spread your wings, transforming into the person you were meant to be.
When someone mentions St. Louis, what is the first thing that comes to mind? Romance, candle lit dinners, and a cozy bed and breakfast? Or is it the Arch, St. Louis Cardinals, and beer? Until recently, I would have said the latter, but now I can say it also includes the former.
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The following steps are guaranteed to pass your legacy of poor sportsmanship on for generations.
Instill in your child the sense that regardless of physical ability, they by nature are simply superior to all other human beings.
This is best accomplished through a series of compliments like "you owned that kid," "he (or she) ain't got nothin' on you," followed up by a "whoooo" and an emphatic hand motion.
Be sure to correct opposing players in a loud, forceful manner, even when a simple discussion will do.
I wish I didn't have to say these words, but I must. Perhaps getting it out in the open will allow the healing to begin. But first, I'll start at the beginning.
It was a day much like any other day, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the little one was screaming. The three year old and I had finished up some work outside, and sauntered back in to eat lunch. It was a near perfect Saturday, and life was good.
Your wife and kids don't get paid to diagnose your work problems. If they did, then they would probably be your boss! But, leaving work at work is much easier said than done. After all, for those parents who work outside the home, your work family may as well be like a second family, with all of those family quirks included.
First you've got the CEO's of the world, I mean grandma or grandpa. They're sitting in the corner trying to tell you how things were done in 'their day,' and how much easier life would be if you just did it the same way it's always been done.
It seems like all around me kids are crawling out of wombs these days. In honor of all the n00b (new) parents out there, I would like to share two things I've learned about kids, or at least my kids.
Kids aren't breakable!
As I look around the house at the sharp edges of the table, exposed wires, and broken glass bottle on the floor, I can breathe easy, because try, try as I might to screw these little humans up, they seem to bounce back from everything.
Boogers… we all have them, and we all have various ways of dealing with them. Here are the top 5 things that your daughter should do with her boogers: