I used to try to be creative to keep my kids lunches from becoming boring. One attempt at that was to cut there sandwiches in weird ways. Maybe diagonally cutting off all 4 corners or zigzagging through the middle, anything to be silly and unexpected. When Cam was in high school he told me it was probably time to stop.
When Natalie told me I could no longer sing her 'name song' in the halls of her elementary school I was devastatingly aware of how I had embarrassed her. Okay, maybe I did know it was embarrassing but in a good way?
Tanner made it clear that Ron and I were never to rent a cart and follow behind him during a golf tournament after we nicknamed all his opponents, things like 'Woody' for the guy who kept hitting his ball into the trees. We were just being supportive! But I guess in some ways golf is not a spectator sport like football. Cheering and whistling for Cam on the field was okay. Cheering and whistling for Tanner on the green not so much.
Ryan just loved it when I would come and plant myself in his classroom after receiving a call about his less than perfect behavior. I could sit for hours crocheting in the back of the class. This was always effective in getting his focus back on academics and off his various goofing off techniques.
Having grown children I do look back and realize my actions could be intrusive and embarrassing at times. But I would have more regrets if I had not been in their lives to embarrass them.
Our presence in our children's lives matters. It proves to them that they are the center of our world and the most important part of our lives. We all need to feel that someone puts us first before everything else. Growing up with parents that put me first mattered to me so tried to always be there for my kids. Now I am fortunate to watch my son be there for his little ones. Kenz just started kindergarten and Cam takes off an hour a week to work in her class. Wonder what he may do to embarrass her. Whatever it is I know it will make me smile and her remember her kinder days when her Daddy was there with her.
In Him,
Joyful
10-1-11
When Natalie told me I could no longer sing her 'name song' in the halls of her elementary school I was devastatingly aware of how I had embarrassed her. Okay, maybe I did know it was embarrassing but in a good way?
Tanner made it clear that Ron and I were never to rent a cart and follow behind him during a golf tournament after we nicknamed all his opponents, things like 'Woody' for the guy who kept hitting his ball into the trees. We were just being supportive! But I guess in some ways golf is not a spectator sport like football. Cheering and whistling for Cam on the field was okay. Cheering and whistling for Tanner on the green not so much.
Ryan just loved it when I would come and plant myself in his classroom after receiving a call about his less than perfect behavior. I could sit for hours crocheting in the back of the class. This was always effective in getting his focus back on academics and off his various goofing off techniques.
Having grown children I do look back and realize my actions could be intrusive and embarrassing at times. But I would have more regrets if I had not been in their lives to embarrass them.
Our presence in our children's lives matters. It proves to them that they are the center of our world and the most important part of our lives. We all need to feel that someone puts us first before everything else. Growing up with parents that put me first mattered to me so tried to always be there for my kids. Now I am fortunate to watch my son be there for his little ones. Kenz just started kindergarten and Cam takes off an hour a week to work in her class. Wonder what he may do to embarrass her. Whatever it is I know it will make me smile and her remember her kinder days when her Daddy was there with her.
In Him,
Joyful
10-1-11
Hi, Thank you for visiting my blog. I so related to this because even with grown kids, I'm sure there might be times when I still embarass them, though I hope not. I think one of the greatest lessons kids can learn is that there parents are willing to humble themselves and admit their shortcommings.
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So true. I often struggle as a parent, worrying what I may be doing wrong but I know that I don't look back and pick out any mistakes my mother may have made. I just remember always being loved unconditionally and I'm sure that is what my boys will remember too.
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