tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324478121253688124.post3819564708083325032..comments2016-11-11T09:51:44.647-08:00Comments on Just Sayin: The Devious ChildAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14089621847947735547noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324478121253688124.post-79594691437359285392013-05-25T05:44:59.639-07:002013-05-25T05:44:59.639-07:00Hahaha, now now... try to remain glass half full. ...Hahaha, now now... try to remain glass half full. I had a sister, who at the time was childless, exclaim: "Why don't you just tell them what to do and they will do it." It was not until she had kids that she realized that child raising is a series of negotiations, threats, victories and setbacks all wrapped around the most rewarding experiences you will ever have. <br /><br />My kids are grown now and they read my blog too. They complain that I only blog about the difficult times. You are right when you say that it is not always bad. They had forgotten most of this stuff, and while they cringe, their wives love it. <br /><br />In my posts I was trying to point out creative ways to deal with difficult times, but think I will sprinkle in some of the good stuff too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14089621847947735547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324478121253688124.post-75077260913738969112013-05-24T20:06:59.403-07:002013-05-24T20:06:59.403-07:00Your idea of hiring the gardener was brilliant. Yo...Your idea of hiring the gardener was brilliant. You taught your kids their actions have consequence. I know what you mean about difficult middle children. I have four kids and they're all very different. They've all had difficult stages, but they all came at different times. While my oldest daughter was perfect and well-behaved through what was supposed to be the terrible twos, my youngest daughter definitely reminded me how the terrible twos got that name. My oldest daughter was a terror at twelve (devious, impulsive, rude) while the youngest daughter has been a dream of a preteen and teen. My youngest son has been a breeze for twelve years, but rather than congratulate myself for my stellar parenting, I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. Kids will always surprise you, but not always in a bad way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com