Posts Tagged ‘independence’

It’s All About the Presentation

Thursday, March 1st, 2012 by by

Troy has been wanting to be more independent in so many ways lately. It’s pretty cool, because he really wants to help around the house – cleaning, helping me straighten, and the infamous sanitizing. I think he’s expecting an allowance, but we just pretend to be clueless. That will come eventually, but for now, we are just enjoying his helping. He’s at an age where it’s actually helping too, so that’s cool … not like Will’s age, where his helping turns into, “Hey, let’s make a huge mess for Mom to do more work.”

Lately, though, he’s really been wanting to help make meals. The other day, I told him to go ahead and make his dinner. I was very curious about what he would choose to go with his peanut butter sandwich (because that part was a given). I was very proud when he chose raspberries and tomatoes. I HAVE been teaching him well after all! I did learn something though. Apparently just putting them in groups on a plate isn’t enough. It truly is all about the presentation…

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Are You A Strict Parent?

Sunday, June 13th, 2010 by by

Tonight the Hubby and I took the girls to get some ice cream at Bruesters.  All of the people that work there are somewhere around the age of 16 and 17 years old. Of course, when we pulled in there were 5 boys (around 16 or 17 years old) standing in the parking lot with their shirts off, dare I say, trying to be cool. It did seem like what they were trying to do.

We walked up to order our ice cream, and there was a pretty girl about 17 working behind the counter who looked to be super naive.  (I am 32 years old, and my husband is 39, just to give you some behind the scene info.) This girl was flirting with the boys who had their shirts off, and who were very loud and obnoxious.

DH stood there watching and said, “She is so naive, and I would worry that she would be one of the girls that we may later see on Nancy Grace!”  As I watched, I couldn’t agree more. She was flirty but standoffish (as in shy), but at the same time all up in it.  I’m sorry, I really don’t know how else to explain that anymore than I am.

The little girl got off work while we were still sitting there eating our ice cream, and she walked over to the boys!  She stood there flirting and playing with them. My husband said, (more…)