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Opening a Can of Worms...

No, I didn't know I'd open such a big can of worms, but I sure am glad I did!

We had chores too, and we, too, felt like slaves. But, oh! the difference to us! I see people my own age in the work world who were never taught to work. They really struggle. I, on the other hand, tend to overdo.

I'll never forget the time a friend of my mom's was visiting our house. The phone rang, and I answered it. The friend's 20-year-old son was calling around trying to find his mom because he was hungry! I was about 24 at the time, and I remember saying "You're a big boy, you know where the fridge is don't you?" The silence on the phone was deafening, and his mother looked at me as if I were an alien! It was the funniest darn thing I'd ever seen!

posted by editormum on February 9, 2003 at 4:35 PM | link to this | reply

Responsibilities. . .

Now that is an interesting topic and would gain you a whole new set of comments.  I have met parents who believe children shouldn't have any responsibilities beyond going to school and playing. 

I had a neighbor once who would actually come over and pick up her kids soda cans/water bottles out of the yard because she knew I expected children playing at my house to pick up after themselves.  That was ackward.

When I was a youngster, I was raised by my grandparents, their thoughts on responsibilities were the exact opposite.  We had morning chores, evening chores, and at least half a day Saturday chores.  None of them were beyond our capabilities, but at the time, we felt like slaves.

Did you have any idea you were opening such a can of worms?

posted by Whim on February 9, 2003 at 4:09 PM | link to this | reply

Whew!

Now I understand what you were saying...glad we are on the same page now

posted by Freedom on February 9, 2003 at 1:28 PM | link to this | reply

Oh Gosh, No Apology Needed!

I was just joining you! I'm definitely a "horrible mom," if that means someone who cares what her kids put in their mouths. I can't tell you how many ugly looks I've gotten from people when I said, "No, Caleb doesn't need that cookie." Not to mention the ugly looks Caleb gives me! And I did actually overhear one person, at church of all places, say "What a horrible mom" when I refused to bring a bag of candy for my son's class treats.

So no apology needed at all. You and I, and who knows how many others,are proud members of the most important group of outcasts on earth: The Horrible Moms!

Our Creed: I am a horrible mom, and I'm proud of it! If being a horrible mom means that I'm doing all I can to see that my kids grow up healthy, intelligent, and of strong moral fiber, then I will be the horriblest horrible mom of them all!

Let's keep on being horrible; I'm convinced that one day our kids will shout our praises from the rooftops.

posted by editormum on February 9, 2003 at 1:16 PM | link to this | reply

Please Forgive Me Editormum!

When I made the comment "what a horrible Mother," that was directed at myself. I was just parroting what I heard during the 2 years that I kept my daughter from eating sugar. After the 2 years was up, I gave her sugar treats in small amounts, and now I don't have to worry about her going overboard on sweets because she developed such a liking for the good stuff during her first 2 years.

I am so sorry you thought I was talking about you! I would never tell anyone they were a horrible Mother, even if I disagreed with their parenting styles. Hope I've cleared things up.

 

posted by Freedom on February 9, 2003 at 1:03 PM | link to this | reply