Being a Parent (Spankin’ Don’t Hurt Nobody)
I decided that since this was MY blog, I would through in a nice rant. Now, all you silly liberals are going to be very annoyed and angered by this one, so just close this page now before reading further. You have been warned!
I love kids. I love kids who have respect. How do they learn to treat other people right? How do kids learn to be polite and use their manners? How do kids grow up to be mature and make good choices? I would submit that it is because of good teaching in the home. It all starts with what they see, hear, feel, and learn at home. Maybe you hav heard the old saying that a girl should watch how her boyfriend treats his momma because one day he will treat her the same. Tell me ladies, is this true or not?
I have to say that I am sorely dissapointed in parents these days. I think that the problem with kids these days is that parents are too woried about invading privacy, being over-protective, hurting feelings, or stunting growth. GROW UP! You are a parent for crying out loud. It is your job to invade privacy, toughen feelings, and stunt the wrong kind of growth. If a child lives in your home, his or her room belongs to you, not to the child. They don’t own anything until they pay for it. And if you are a good parent, you will let them know what you think even when they pay for it. And until they leave your house, you have the right to say what they can spend money on.
I can tell that I already have some of you in pain. I sound like fingernails on a chalkboard. Do you think I care? You need to hear it. I am so tired of hearing teenagers talk back to adults, and this includes their parents. Do you know what happened to me when I talked back? Well, while my little mouth full of itself was running wild, and I mean right in the middle of my speech, I would get a pop on the mouth. That will wake you up. And you know what? That was good learning. It didn’t warp my mind or mess me up. It taught me a good lesson. More kids need to learn to watch their mouths these days. I am sure that those of you from older generations can share stories that seem much more harmful than mine. But you know something, I love spending time with my parents now. I am thankful that I didn’t grow up to be a punk who thought I knew best. If you think you know it all then you are an idiot.
More to come on this subject…
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Amen.