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It has never ever bothered me to see boys cry. That someone has that sensitivity in their heart to shed a tear over a life altering and life touching moment. But to just cry to get your way… I don’t even like to see that in girls! I believe The Bumper Crop has the right take on it,
Lately, our six year old has been crying a lot. As parents we try to discern when his heart is hurting and when he is being manipulative; when we listen and when we tell him to man up. Many times tears flow as a result of not getting his way. This is not an appropriate time to cry, we tell him. Sometimes we see tears in order to exaggerate an offense against him. Stop crying, we say.
I do like parents who step up and parent. Kudos to this family who does it right.
Okay… one word: Extraordinary.
When I was a teenager, one of my closest friends was raped. A man forced her into non-consensual sex and although she didn’t walk away beaten to a pulp like many women, she has carried the trauma with her for 35 years, just as it has haunted me all this time.
This is why it is especially appalling to read about the cheerleader who was kicked off the squad because she refused to “cheer” for her rapist,
H.S. fulfilled her role as a cheerleader, participating in all the cheers for the team as a group. She simply refused to shout the first name of the man who assaulted her when he stood up alone to make free throws. It seems like she was being more than accommodating, when an student athlete facing trial on rape charges most likely should have been suspended from the team, even if his presence wasn’t a source of immediate distress to his victim in her position as cheerleader. In a display of extreme disrespect for a rape survivor and disregard for her well-being, school officials insisted that H.S. had to scream “Rakheem” with the rest of the cheerleaders, or she’d be kicked off the squad.
I don’t think so. However, the 5th U.S. Circuit of Appeals upheld the school’s decision. They said her role as a cheerleader meant supporting the athletic team and her silence constituted substantial interference with the work of the school. Wow.
After riding a bicycle on a New York sidewalk, a 4-year old accidentally ran into an elderly woman. She fell and broke her hip. The 87-year old woman died three weeks later as a result of the accident.
Now, a judge has ruled that the family may sue the 4-year old girl. Bikes Can Work reports on the story,
Kids and adults alike ride their bikes on the sidewalks of New York because there is no other place for them to go. I don’t even want to consider the idea of whether a four-year-old can be found to have been negligent because it’s a detour into the absurd.
Just how rich is this poor little girl is what I want to know. I’m so sorry for the elderly lady, but this child will now be traumatized for life because of this accident. How sad.
Pictured is Erin when she was about six years old.
I know some people hate memes – those little survey that people answer that require little thought and effort. Clearly the haters don’t understand that when you’re looking 100 questions right straight in the face, “no effort” does not compute! And the older you get, the harder it is to remember that first date or first car (it was brown, okay?!) so answering all the questions *can* be challenging!
What perfume/cologne do you wear? If none, why?
Origins Spring Fever. I don’t think they make it anymore, and I am bent out of shape about it. I am also stinky.
Me? I use a vanilla spray from one of those smelly stores you find in the mall.
It was hard thing for me to realize, but I finally did. No matter how nice, courteous, friendly, caring, and giving you are – not everyone will like you. It even crushes my heart a little just saying it now, but it’s true. Human nature calls for people to be jealous, envious, angry, and hurtful. It’s only through wisdom that we learn to recognize these shortcomings in ourselves and know how to look beyond them or work past them.
Even so, there are people I don’t like. And there are people who don’t like me.
Where spouses get divorced and boyfriends and girlfriends break up, this is sometimes also the way of friendships. If you’ve been friends with someone for a short- or long-time and you realize it’s just not worth the effort you put into it and there’s something wrong or off-balance at the most basic level, then why be around that person if it makes you unhappy?
I’ve recently heard of two girls who had “friendship” break-ups. The person at the receiving end of the break-up is always the one hurt the most because – face it – no one enjoys being rejected. My worst friend break-up was due to being blindsided. I went to a party at her house and had perhaps one of the best times of my life laughing, cooking, eating, talking. Three families got together and we meshed really well.
However after that she told me she didn’t like my children so didn’t want to be my friend any longer. I was crushed, devastated. I didn’t understand how one of the happiest moments of my life could lead to that end. It was very painful.
That’s why it’s also really hard to see when it happens to school-aged children. Have you ever had to break off a friendship? Why? How did you do it? Face-to-face honesty or did you just slowly stop talking?
Ay yi yi! As I re-read the site I realized how often I talk about being poor as a child. How embarrassing! While we didn’t have a lot of money, we were well provided for. We had food, we had shelter, we had clean clothes, we had toys.
These are things all parents want for their children. A friend of mine going through a divorce just bought a house. Because her divorce is not yet final, her soon to e ex husband had to also sign the paperwork. Once the divorce is final, he will be removed from the deed just as she will be removed from the deed of the house he is in.
However to get him to sign, she had to remind him that having a stable home is what the 3-year old needed in order to have a sense of stability. He signed. Proof that most parents – even during bitter times – do try to put their kids first.
I have never experienced divorce by my parents or in my own marriage, but I’ve read more and more about people who are in the situation. One friend and his wife have four rambunctious boys separated. Another friend started a new life with a new woman. I think I keep hearing about it because when money gets tight (and it does when the economy tanks), couples fight more and marriages fall apart.
How can you save a marriage when money is tight? Talk. Talk about money. Come up with a plan. Then have a plan B. Don’t blame your partner. Seek counseling.
Having grown up as an Air Force brat, I learned early on to respect the people who serve in the military. The sacrifices they make are great… while the biggest is loss of life and limb, there are other sacrifices that often go unnoticed.
The men and women who serve are often stationed far away from their family. In fact, my parents did not have the privilege of their own children getting to know their grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins for more than a two-week visit once a year. How many first birthdays did the grandparents miss? How many baby showers, parties, first communions, and other special events were not attended by families who could not overcome the miles that separated them from loved ones?
So today I want to thank not just the people who actually served in the military, but their families too. They missed a lot – usually without complaint – because their sons and daughters were willing to sacrifice on behalf of our great country.
Thank you all.
Photo of my sister and brothers feeding the ducks at the park located at Little Rock Air Force Base in Arkansas.
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