I love my sons and I make it a point to tell them all the time. That doesn’t mean I need to watch them like a hawk or even worse, as a helicopter parent. Much like Lizzie Heiselt who just wrote a nice piece about leaving her 7-year-old at home by himself, I do the same. I have steadily done that ever since he was in Kindergarten.
My son wanted to do something fun and weird so we decided to go hiking. It was fun because we both have never gone just exploring without a map or destination.
So we packed a few bottles of water, some apples, and a few pears and left for Custer State Park. Yeah I’m not sure what we really should have taken to drink and eat but those sounded good for a couple of hours hiking. We did have a back pack with some half-assed supplies for survival if things got worse. I am trying to slowly build up my prepping life style while teaching my family to use these things. Continue reading
So I got this summer idea off the net somewhere and figured it would be a great project to get my son started on building things with his hands. With no plans or idea of what to do we went to Menard. Not the brightest ideas but it was a way to get the proverbial ball rolling.
I used the guise that it was for her father who was visiting for the weekend. That meant the project was getting the green light. Continue reading
I’m sure not as drastic as it seems but I did stick by my word when I told my mother-in-law no this weekend. This weekend was one that a lot of parents will know of and maybe even fear. Standing up to the In-Laws and not bending to them. Is never really mentioned in parent help books but definitely needs to be in the very first chapters.
The weekend started off as a gathering for her father’s birthday so there were a lot of family members. Which already is a stressful event in it self. So I played nice all day long thinking everything was fine and dandy until later when I found out two days later what I was doing was wrong. Like always I kept myself busy by doing the normal things to pass time there which is playing with the kids and helping anyone who needs it.
If you read my earlier post Stop giving my kids Candy! he was given 3 sodas by his grandparents, the last time he had one was when they were visiting us about a month and a half ago.
The first day is always the easiest to survive. The day started off regular with no bumps. But just like every parent has seen before this undisciplined mental patient replaced my son when he Continue reading
Once in a while my
dear sweet girlfriend/mother of my children gets all huffy and puffy from work and decides to take it out on me. I know it’s not about me it’s more about work frustration then anything else.
Just as in most households the most talked about subject in relationships in money, and just like a snowball it gets
better worse from there. Now I would like to stop for a second and let you know that these “discussions” are just that. Not fighting, just us talking in a healthy fashion about what worries we have and how we can fix those worries. I believe this is what you call maturity relationship discussions.
This thing about these little discussions happen a little too much almost at least once a week. Which isn’t bad because I think it’s brought on by the fact that we are on a tight budget but not at the point where we have to pinch pennies, but also not at the point where all of our debt paid off . What’s great about it is that it helps us teach our children about not wasting anything. We don’t go into detail about finances with our sons but I explain things to him about waste. Not to take a bite out of an apple and say that he doesn’t want it
, like his mother.
It makes me feel almost as if I was the bad guy waiting till she gets home to give her the bad news or bills that have come in for the day. Or worse the house snitch, telling on my sons behavior all day. But to tell you the truth she’s horrible with keeping a schedule or budget so I really don’t mind keeping track of things if it helps us all out.