A few things have happened lately that made me really question if I was doing things right in some parenting decisions. Because frankly, I'm making this up as I go along. Sometimes when Tom leaves for the day I wonder who thought it was a good idea to leave me in charge. Yes, I read parenting books but they are ridiculously vague. Consistent, firm, calm, blah, blah, blah, but it never seems to have exact advice applicable to my dilemma at the time. Looking for answers, I've googled silly things, like "when do they outgrow tantrums" and so on, thinking surely someone out there can tell me something. Throw me a bone, internet!
Then I realized.....I am the only expert in this situation. I know these people. I know that when Walker goes in his car seat, he wants to buckle himself in WITHOUT ASSISTANCE, so I have to have it all set-up before he gets in. I know to leave a towel by the refridgerator because Harris will sneak out at naptime to put more ice in his cup, but he spills in the process. I know from the way Hayes shuffles his feet if he just wants a change of scenery or if he needs a nap. I can tell from the other room what noises need immediate attention and which ones will go away on their own. This is my tribe and there is no one more qualified than me to care for them.
And, I keep saying "I" when talking about raising them because I'm mainly talking about the times Tom is at work. He's a very hands-on dad. No diaper is too stinky and no tantrum too crazy for him to tackle.
So, I guess we'll know in 40 years how they turn out. Until then, there seems to be an ecard appropriate for every situation.
And I'm going back to a scripture I really wanted to press into this year. I screwed this up in such a big way I'm not even ready to blog about it. It was ridiculous. A situation came up and pretty much any other way but the way I handled it would have been better. So, back to basics.
Whatever happens, conduct yourselves in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ.