Last week, a friend of mine wrote a nice little post about a subject that’s dear to my heart. The bulk of the post was about the nonsense of “phases,” which I’ve discussed myself, but Dave (check out his blog: Amateur Idiot/Professional Dad) had me at the title: It’s Not Just a Phase. Kids are Assholes. They sure are!
Unfortunately, despite our affinity for insulting our children, I have to take issue with one thing he said in his piece. I quote: “‘Because I said so’ is the phrase of a lazy parent…”
Ahem. I know lazy parents. Lazy parents are friends of mine (not you, Brendan!). I am a lazy parent.
“Because I said so” is not lazy parenting. Not all the time.
Newsflash: I’m not a particularly emotional guy. And I pretty much never get emotional about fiction.
I don’t cry at movies, or TV shows, or books. Sure, some stuff tugs at my heartstrings and I’ll occasionally well up a bit, and I love a good heartwarming moment as much as the next person (like the end of Without a Trace), but tears? No.
Truth be told, I didn’t cry reading Room either. For the entire first half of the book I was crawling out of my skin and almost had a heart attack, but I didn’t cry.
Kids are crafty.
They learn at an early age how to manipulate you to get what they want. And there are few things kids want more than sleeping in your bed. Or not sleeping at all. They have a variety of tactics for making it happen.
Let me count the ways…
Having children gives you the opportunity to appreciate anew all the wonderful stuff you take for granted when you become an adult, the classic children’s books and films and cartoons you grew up with are part of that.
Lately I’ve been discovering that sometimes the reverse happens, and your children actually make you hate the things you once loved.
Repetition breeds contempt.
When you’re a parent, you take on a lot of roles.
You’re still the person you were before you were a parent (to varying degrees), but now you’re also the person your kid knows as Mommy or Daddy. And then you’re the million different things your kid needs you to be over the course of the day.
If this were a resume it would 30 pages long.