Don't you dare attack, however indirectly, my parenting. I am around my children 24 hours every single day of the week and have adopted effective disciplining of my children which will involve yelling when someone is in danger or raising my voice when I am on the aforewarned third time saying something (which I preface with a "I will tell you nicely twice. The third time will not be so nice.").
Don't you dare even insinuate that the children seem to cower to you when you raise your voice to them as a result of my somehow abusive nature toward them. Be a fly on the wall one day. I think you would be damn impressed in my management of the children and, consequently, the mutual respect and confidence we enjoy and continue to develop.
Perhaps it is because you never raise your voice to them (and they walk all over you), that they cower to your voice on the rare occasions it becomes authoritarian. You do not separate them nicely and peacefully when they are bugging each other; neither do you let them work it out for themselves. You get involved and raise your voice...then have the gall to accuse me of improperly raising my voice withe the children. I usually tell them, more in an exasperated tone rather than out of anger, to go have some alone time for fifteen minutes. That solves the issue with no voices raised, no time-outs, no fears and no tears.
Don't you dare corner me while I am in MY bathroom and accuse me of maltreating my children. You have no right, especially when I actually take the time to be with them, learn how to work with them in order to effectively discipline (both positively and negatively) and don't just stick them in front of the TV or let them onto the computer whenever we have time together. I do not hit my children with wooden spoons...and yes, I know people who do. I have spanked my son once and only once--ever. I have never spanked my daughter. Maybe you should hang out with other parents and children and see, if you can get out of your own little ideal world in which everything is always hunky-dory, how The Real World is...maybe then you would come to understand that my children are the respectful, well-balanced, active, healthy, happy and well-adjusted children they are because of ME, my attentions and my parenting.
And don't you dare forget that.
miércoles, 7 de mayo de 2008
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Well that just sucks - I'd be pretty pissed off too. I hope the post let you blow off some steam and your feeling better.
ResponderEliminarSound like someone needs to spend some quality time looking in the mirror.
sending you good thoughts
(sigh)
ResponderEliminarOh Brad, I have stewed and seethed and my blood boiled over this all sleepless night long--but of course did not stir up things so as to not have a huge fight last night.
Such is Life. We all have our issues. Kind of feels good to have a place to let it all out though, especially when it all occurs past appropriate phone-calling hours.
On a good note:
The cake has been delicious, I have heard from people all over the world and friends I haven't heard from in years for my birthday today, and that has made today so extra special. Serendipitous, in a way...
Be well, Brad.
Well I stopped by to say happy birthday... so,umm, happy birthday.
ResponderEliminarI got you a present for your birthday - I meme tagged you - come look
ResponderEliminarXOBC
Okie dokie Brad...I'll let you know on your site when I get this one done.
ResponderEliminarWhy, thank you She-Ra! Of course I still have to bitch about something. I just would not be ME if I didn't.
ResponderEliminarHappy Birthday? Well then....
ResponderEliminarHappy Birthday.
I hate when I am second guessed wtih Rach. Doesn't happen anymore though and I'm glad.
God Mapi!
ResponderEliminarI wish I would hit the lottery so I could drop a few hundred thousand on you just so you could get out of there.
Of all the unmitigated gall!
Happy Birthday my friend.
ResponderEliminarYou deserve a hundred bouquets after that brick bat!
(sigh again)
ResponderEliminarAh Windy, I feel like I'm living with my mother again...
never ever thought I would marry my mother.
duuuuuuuuu-de.
So I got out and had margaritas and birthday dinner with she-ra and feel better...only to be "accused" upon my return of lying to him about with whom I was going...I always go with She-ra...but for some really stupid-a** reason he thought I was going out with a student of mine. I said, huh? I never go out with students. Ex-students, depending on circumstance, but never current students. But...he maintains that is what I said. I think, like his mother, Alheimer's is hitting and facts are getting jumbled because things like this happen with him a lot, and I know what info I give him.
So how does a decent person deal with that one?
I've missed you this week, Windy. Thanks for stopping by!
I'm sorry I've been absent Princess.
ResponderEliminarI've just been kicking myself in the butt to keep moving forward in school. I'm maintaining a 4.0 in the college algebra but now is the time to really push forward and get it done. I should be finished at the end of the month.
I enrolled for three other classes as well. I just have to get this completed so I can pull up stakes and head back to texas.
But enough about me.. How are YOU doing besides all this ruckus?
You've got my number down here. Feel free to call anytime, really..
Take care of yourself Mapi.