“We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.”
-Henry Ward Beecher
You know that old cliché, “Parenting isn’t for the faint at heart.” I got it, but never got it until my kids turned into teenagers. I know Dan and I have agreed that if we knew 14 years ago how awful this world was going to become, we’d never have had kids. That’s an awful thing to say, but true. Man, we had it great as kids. We could just be kids growing up. Not so true these days. I’d have to say the last few months, being a mom; I’ve had to dig up extra patience and understanding.
So, if there’s one thing I do know, it’s to keep them busy. Not busy to the point of exhaustion, but busy to keep their hands idle free. Get rid of boredom to limit getting into trouble. SO we encourage the kids to find something they like to do. I don’t care if it’s underwater basket weaving. If they like it, we’ll support them. Thursday this last week we got to go to Bear’s first track meet. A good meet. She got either first or second place in her events. You could tell she was a bit rusty, but she is starting ahead of where she finished last year.
WAY TO GO BEAR!!