I was just reading Alice's Finslippy post entitled "Notable Moments In Exceptional Parenting part 64". Damn that woman is funny. You know how I laugh my ass off when people fall down? Her post is the parenting equivalent of that. Only, I am laughing with her, not at her. Well, mostly. Because the thing about parenting? No matter how smart we think we are, we ALL have those forehead-slapping moments.
Anyway, in her post (which you really should read in her own words) she tells how her young son has suddenly been having problems sleeping. He is tired and irritable and seems distracted at school. The teacher mentions this to Alice and wonders if there is anything going on at home. That could be keeping him awake at night.
Oh, you mean, aside from scaring the bejeebus out of him every night by reading Harry Potter as a bed-time story??
It reminded me of my own parenting epiphany recently. As you know, my (only) child is 8. EIGHT. And it just recently occurred to me that when she is unreasonably moody and snappy and behaving generally like the Tasmanian Devil? You might try FEEDING HER. Just toss a bagel or a banana her way (careful not to stick your fingers in the cage!) and within 10 minutes or so, peace will be restored to the land.
I know! Who knew??
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This tactic generally works on me, too.
You know, just in case you're ever actually around me, and I start acting crazy. Ok, crazier. Just throw me some Doritos, and all will be well.
Hey, it works on me, too! It's those endorphins that come with eating a delicious meal.
It sucks that it took 8 years to figure out, but some of us are just slow learners. ;) (Please don't hit me!! *ducking for cover*)
Oooh Heather, you can laugh all you want to, but Grace is going to challenge you someday...she's the perfect angel now, but just you wait....
Smarty pants. ;)
My food plan ran as follows with my kids.
Three full meals a day, a snack mid morning, snack mid afternoon or after school and one at night before bed. And because there were no computers to sit in front of and only one ! tv channel, there was no chance any of that food could turn to fat----it all got worked off with the running, playing outside etc. I had to yell my lungs out to FIND kids when it was time to eat.
Hey Dee. Your plan sounds like a good one in theory, but, look at how all your kids turned out - especially the youngest! :-)
yup, I ruined their lives by feeding them proper meals. Now, they all hate good food. Especially me !
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