Tuesday, April 23, 2013

A Few Thoughts and Feelings

I know it's been a long time. But I've had some things on my mind the last few days and I wanted to write them down. After a discussion with my mom last week, I see a few things in our world that I'm not sure I like. I have to figure out how to now address them with Libbi so that hopefully when these things come up, she'll be ready and feel confident in her answers.

 **This is in no way an attack on anybody, these are my opinions and my beliefs. This is how we are choosing to raise our family and the things I hope we can teach our children. I just need to write them down.**
One of the things my mom and I were talking about last week was bullying and how much more prevalent it is in my kids world today. I feel that one of the main factors in this is manners. I remember being in elementary school and on valentines day, we were asked to dress up and attend a valentines tea. As silly as this sounds and as old fashioned and how everybody hated it, as I look back I realize how vital it is to society. During this valentines tea, we were expected to be escorted by a boy in our class. He was expected to pull out our chairs, serve us our sugary punch and a sugar cookie. We were expected to place our napkin in our lap, sit like ladies and enjoy pleasant conversation. Of course we all giggled through it, decided it was stupid and couldn't wait to leave the multipurpose room. My daughter doesn't have that same experience. To practice social manners in school. I see a lot of selfish behavior in her, as she doesn't have the training of proper manners. She can't wait to walk away from the dinner table to find somebodies phone and connect herself to a virtual world. We literally have a temper tantrum type attitude when she asks to be excused and is told that she needs to sit at the table and have pleasant conversation with her family. I realize it's not completely her fault. We as her parents have encouraged that behavior at some point and she now finds it acceptable.

We aren't teaching kids manners in school. We aren't teaching kids to stand up for themselves when they are being bullied. Instead, we teach them to tattle instead of working it out. Please don't mistake this for not reporting a serious problem. But there is a difference between reporting a problem and tattling that somebody is 'breathing my air and it's bothering me'. I want to teach Libbi to be strong and independent. I want her to tell me when things bother her and address the problem, but if it's kids saying and being mean,I want her to be able to stand up to them and say, "That's not nice and you can't talk to me like that" and walk away. Report the problem but don't tattle. Schools have a zero tolerance, but I know it's hard to distinguish between tattling daily and a true problem. I think we are doing our kids a dis-service by teaching them not to fight. I don't think for one second that it should be an immediate response, but whose to say that if somebody is picking on you that it's not going to do some good to just hit them once and walk away.

I have a love/hate relationship with facebook and social media. I love that I get to keep in touch with my friends and family. Sometimes post how I'm feeling and see what's going on. But I'm grateful that it didn't exist or wasn't as popular when I was in school. The bullying doesn't end on the playground anymore, it follows those kids home, to their facebook page and it allows their peers to publicly throw the stones without truly seeing the effect it has on them. I had to experience this a few weeks ago, something was posted and people were allowed to publicly list their faults. Having experienced the heartache of not being accepted in school. Rather than remind the person who posted this on facebook that it was wrong and why it was wrong, I privately sent them a message with my discontent and why it's inappropriate to post things like this. It was quickly removed, but I would never have thought that it would be appropriate to post something like that. Before I have to have the birds and bee's talk with Libbi, I'm going to have to have a discussion about what is and isn't appropriate to post on social media. I don't think that every thought you have needs to be posted for 400 of my closest dearest facebook friends need to know. It is interesting to me to see the difference in things that are posted from those under 20 and those over 25. Remember folks, no matter what you post, it will be there forever. Even if you try to remove it. I live by the rule that if I wouldn't say it in front of my grandpa, it doesn't belong on my social media site. It's easier to say things on social media because you don't see the immediate hurt on somebodies face when they realize it's about them. I think part of teaching manners is teaching children what is or isn't appropriate to tell people. While things don't need to be a secret, there are some things we just don't talk about in public or with other people. There are things that even if you know them, you don't share them. Not every thought is meant to be said out loud. Speak what is on your mind, but that doesn't mean you have to share your personal world with everybody you come in contact with.



Libbi hates to talk on the phone. It doesn't matter how many times we talk about having appropriate phone manners and not being rude, she has short sentences, she doesn't say hello and she'd rather text whoever she is calling. Part of the discussion with my mom was that they used to practice having appropriate telephone manners and phone calls. Why have we allowed our children to demand things and be rude on the phone. As much as I hated this rule as a teenager, I can see why it is a valid point. Children should not have cell phones until they are able to pay for them. It's hard to know who and what they are talking about, it's hard to know who is sending them things that are inappropriate. There are many mixed areas on this idea. As Libbi gets older, I may have to change my mind a little, but for now, I don't see her as needing a cell phone. If it comes to that point, we'll get a land line and she is welcome to use that. Even if she gets to a point where she can pay for her one cell phone, I'm still the parent and I still have the right and authority as her parent to take away her privilege of having a cell phone. I feel we are teaching our children that they are entitled to whatever they see and want. We play into the guilty parent syndrome and buy things that we know she doesn't need and don't stick to the guidelines we set down before purchasing said item. Kyle and I have talked about this a lot over the last few weeks. I want to teach Libbi that hard works pays off. Kyle is a fabulous example that when you work hard you can achieve your goals and the things you want. I am so grateful for him and his example to Libbi. Both of our dads and grandpas are great examples of this also.

Again, this is a personal opinion, call it backward if you want, but I think by giving women equal rights, we have taken some of the benefits of being a women out of it. We no longer expect a man to open the door, hold the elevator or allow a women to go first. I'm not asking to step back into the early 1900's, but now that it's gone, was some of it so wrong? I miss the chivalry of the Valentine's tea. Don't get me wrong, there are times where it is shown, but it's not always a bad thing. I was raised in an LDS home, I have values from that time in my life that I hold true to my heart. Religion is a funny thing, this one is mine. I know that some of the outside world sees certain things in this religion and culture as being backwards or not as progressive as the rest of the world. To them I would say, until you have experienced it, you can't knock it. Not every relationship or family is perfect. I am not naive to that, but the love and mutual respect that is taught in those households goes a long way. Why is it so bad that after a week of being home or working, that the mom wants to put on a dress and spend a few hours with her family and feeding her spirit. In a place where her role as a mom and a wife is respected and cherished and encouraged. I also realize that not every wife has the opportunity to stay at home and to 'only' be a mom. I know that you can find these same qualities in relationships that are not LDS families. But again, this is the culture and the household in which I was raised. The relationships I cherish and try to pattern my own after have these qualities and I want to teach my children that these are the things that they should not only expect but have the strength to not settle for less in a relationship. I'm grateful for the examples we have in our lives.

I want our children to be safe and secure. I want them to be strong and to know how to stand up for themselves. I want them to know what is or isn't appropriate to say either to somebodies face or on their social media. I want them to learn to respect their the adults in their lives, but still learn from their experiences. I want them to build personal relationships and not always a virtual one.

Maybe this is a better personal journal entry, but the things we teach our children show in the outside world. We need to get back to basics, teach our children manners and respect. I think it's lacking in the world they are growing up in. I'm not implying that this is one more thing that a teacher needs to focus on in school, but it is part of being a good citizen and that is part of the social experience of school.  You are welcome to disagree with me.  But remember, these are my thoughts and feelings.  I can listen and have a discussions about these things, but you can't tell me I'm wrong just because I don't think the same as you do.

Last thought, then I'll get off my soap box.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Day Eight

Today I'm thankful for a long warm fall...as predicted, tomorrow will be cold, wet and dark. I'm grateful we've had a long warm fall and not an early winter. With crunchy leaves, long warm afternoons and good snuggly mornings. You have to enjoy the small things in life sometimes! :)

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Day Seven

Today I'm thankful that I live in a country where I am allowed to voice my opinion and share my views. To vote without the fear of being murdered or my vote not counting because I am a women, not a land owner, or any of the other reasons that do prevent other countries from allowing women to vote. In other news, I'm also thankful this election has passed because now we can remove all the negative political ads from the TV. It's hard to teach my daugther to be positive, to see the good in people and to only say nice things about people when she is bombarded with negative campaign ads slandering the other canidate.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Day Six

Ok, I missed 4 and 5, but here is day 6. Today I'm thankful for a job. It may not always be great and some days I wish I could stay home, but I'm grateful to have a job with some flexibility and that I learn something new everyday.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Day Three

Today I'm grateful for my best friend Jenna. I can talk to her all day and still never run out of things to talk to her about. Even though she's across the country, it's a weird day if I don't talk to her. Libbi: she says shes grateful for animals

Friday, November 2, 2012

A Month Of Gratitude: Day Two

Today I'm grateful that it's Friday....for no particular reason except that I love weekends.  :)

Libbi: She's grateful for Grandma and Grandpa...me too, but it's for different reasons.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

A Month Of Gratitude: Day One

Today I'm grateful for amazing grandparents who have shown me how to love, how to care, how to smile, how to care for a family and how to stop and enjoy the quiet moments and small joys in life.

Libbi: She says she's grateful for the iPad at Grandma's...I guess it's the little things in life.

A Month Of Gratitude

I'm going to try to post something each of us are grateful for each day this month.  I feel like as of late we have really just been going through the motions of life, loving the good parts but not really living.  As I was leaving work today, I followed an older gentleman who was walking very slowly with a cane.  As I watched the rest of the world hustle and bustle around him, I was reminded of my grandparents and how much I love them and how much we have to learn from them.  I thought it ironic as I stood waiting for the elevator in the parking garage, that this gentleman caught up with all the people who had passed him in a rush.  He held the door open for each 'young' lady and politely smiled and wished us all a pleasant evening as we got off the elevator.  It's things like this the world needs more of.  I want to be able to look back and see the little things I'm thankful for.  Enjoy the posts.  :)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Words to Live By

Last night as I was driving home from work, I put in an old CD (yup, we still own those and listen to them).  As I scanned through it, the song below came on.  I forgot how much I love the words of wisdom in it.  In fact, I came home and wrote one of them on the mirror in the bathroom.  A place we would all see it every day.  It must have worked because Libbi read it last night and said..."Really...Do I have too!"
No, you don't have to, but why not?!?!

Read through it...maybe you'll find something you needed to hear again today.  :)


Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering experience…
I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….
You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…
the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives,
some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t,
maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t,
maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…
what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

 Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on.

 Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard;
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you.

Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Five Year Olds Say Funny Things:

Since I'll be removing the side bar (because my once 5 year old is now 7) here are the things I want to remember:

"Dad, you'r hair is skinny!"

"Nobody ever watered my neck!"

"I don't want pancakes, I'll just have yogurt. Because last week, nobody would cut my pancake, I'll just have yogurt."

"What's a girl to do on a cold cold day without some warm tea?!?!"

"How come I only get to sleep a little bit every night?"

While I was finishing my walk/run on the treadmill, I told her how long it had taken me and the distance. She told me to do it again, because my numbers weren't big enough yet. She is the best motivator for me.
document.

At Wal-Mart, she wanted to buy grapes, but they were the old grapes that you either buy today or they throw away. So I told her those were some sad looking grapes. Later we walked past the produce that was fresh and she said, "Could we have those grapes? They aren't sad grapes, they are happy grapes!"

While doing her homework , which was to write her name on the straight lines 3 times and having a meltdown about it: "Mom, I can't write my name straight. While nobody was looking, Jayden (the little boy who is always in trouble for this or that at daycare and school) stole my straight line writing right out from underneath me!"