So, as Mother’s Day approaches, I asked my daughter today to name two things that I did right in raising her and two things that I did wrong. The first thing that she told me that I did right was that I never gave her a bedtime. The second thing that she said that I did right is that I let her ditch school sometimes. Okay, so far so good. Then she told me that what I did wrong was that I was too overprotetive. “Okay, what else?” I asked. She replied, “Nothing. But that one encompasses a lot.” So, based on her answers I’m going to assume that I am a fabulous parent because my child could only name one thing that I did wrong in the past 18 years. I started to think about it today… How did I raise Grace? Not to toot my own horn, but I have to kind of hand it to myself… Grace is a wonderful person. She is kind, sensitive, minds her own business, is a great student, funny and very wise. She has only been in trouble once in her 18 years. I mean that literally. She has only been grounded once and that was when she was 16. She thought it was okay to have dinner with her friend, MK, in New York City in Times Square at 11 o’clock at night with no parental supervision. When I found out where she was, I ran out of my apartment barefoot, jumped into a cab and found the two idiots having dinner by themselves at a hot dog shop. I thought my head was going to explode. Grace was terrified. I dragged the two girls back into a taxi, took them back to the apartment, screamed at them for about eight hours and grounded Grace for two weeks. But, Grace had never been in trouble before and has never been in trouble since. So, again, I started to think about it today. What did I do to nurture this little person into the person she is today. So, I thought I would tell you. You’re welcome for my opinion that you didn’t ask for.
House rules.
Let
them build a tent. It’s their refuge
Encourage them to keep a journal.
Cherish their artwork like it’s a Picasso.
Show them compassion and they will learn compassion.
Teach them that everyones religion should be respected. Except
maybe not those who support a jihad.
Read to them every night before bed and make sure you are
reading them the right books like these.
Give them toys that don’t discriminate.
No spanking. If you spank your child, it indicates that you
are a moron and you do not know how to use your words. You should also probably
go to jail.
“Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe,
wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and
to everything.”
Plato
Plato
Grow a garden with your child. A secret garden or a vegetable garden. It
teaches them how to nurture and how to have patience
Make their rooms awesome.
Emphasize the importance of sports but not stupid sports like football
which causes brain damage.
Remind your children that they are lucky lucky lucky.
Laugh and laugh and laugh. This is how Grace and I get
through the day with my ALS.
Travel with your children. It opens their minds and eyes to
new experiences, cultures and a new landscape.
Teach your children the joys of cooking and baking. It will stay with them forever.
Good matters are as important as a good education. Always have children write thank you notes.
Family dinner and conversation. This is when you find out everything.
Expose children to every museum, exhibit and art gallery
that you can find.
Obviously I’ve left out lots of lessons… financial
independence, courage, friendship, etc. but you can read more in the parenting
book I just decided five minutes ago to write. Stay tuned…
No comments?! How on Earth is this humanly possible? I am not a Mom but am no moron either and can clearly see that these are some of the wisest words on parenting ever written. And beautiful and funny and moving to boot because why? Well, you wrote them, that is why.
ReplyDeleteMy Mom is pretty fantastic any way you look at it. When I was a teen and decided that "I needed" to become a Goth - this during the period while we were living near Amish Country in Pennsylvania - did she judge me or try to make me small enough to fit in? Nope. Even when yokel families would drive by me and point as we walked down the street? Nope. She gave me freedom because she believed that I was smart enough to learn on my own.
Oh, I'm just in love with you and your brilliant mind. Imagine a world where all children were raised with your parenting style? How truly gifted your Grace is to have a wonderful, amazing mother like you......Please be well. I am praying for strength and comfort for you.
ReplyDeleteThis should be the instruction booklet attached to every newborns blanket when it leaves the hospital.
ReplyDeleteYou are special. Thank you.
Your website is really cool and this is a great inspiring article. Thank you so much.
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