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Originally Posted by CocoPUFF
no need to get somewhat defensive...it was just a simple question.. I just wanted to know if you have kids? I don't really care if you were slapped around as a kid. The parents in this thread are discussing how they handle their children. Its a totally differrent thing bieng a 'kid' and being a 'parent'.
Its always easier for someone who doesn't HAVE children to say "slap the crap out of them"! Like you would have done...
But I used to be that way too...until I HAD kids. Its not so easy to just "slap the crap out of them". So unless you have something of value to say...go cause some drama elsewhere  |
I agree, CocoPoofie. There are a number things you can never truly appreciate without actually being a parent. One, the amount of time and energy a child requires. Oh my. If I didn't know better, I'd swear it's been at least 100 years since the wiser half and I were just a couple... Two, the effect a smile or the sound of a child's laughter could have on you. Is there anything more disarming? When she turns 16, I just know she's going to get a car out of me. I'm a total sucker for flaterry as it is -- My daughter would be like kryptonite.
Three, one time when Selina came home with a cut on her cheek (caused by some other kid at daycare who scratched her), I was prepared to do just about anything to ease her pain -- which included having a serious convo with the daycare provider. Four, and perhaps more importantly, mom and dad (us) truly have to be on the same page on a lot of things, namely discipline, diet, amount of TV, and education. It's important to nicely point things out to each other, though not in front of Junior or Juniorette.
Five, priorities change. I recently sold 23 X-Men busts in one auction without even blinking in order to pay for our upcoming baby's dresser, library, and related other things.
While non parents may consider these things and others, it's just not the same unless they're living it. It's like talking about parachuting without ever having jumped out of a plane. You can imagine, perhaps even sympathize, however, it's just not the same because parenting truly is a 24 hours thing.
shaddup you!
