Hahahaha my mom wants me to be home before dinner and then doesn't put dinner on the table until 9
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Hahahaha my mom wants me to be home before dinner and then doesn't put dinner on the table until 9
hello i am so very thankful that i did not grow up with parents who censored my books
I swear on my fucking clarinet if my mom doesn't let me go see Darren Criss in Boston in June because I got a 71 in Algebra then fuck it. I'm done. With her. With everything. She's too much.
When dad tells me the reason my siblings and I understand economics so well is because when we were kids he made us watch the daily stock exchange report instead of The Wiggles.
Parenting and Children: A status symbol issue?
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"Don't just sit there doing nothing, like a useless piece of stone.
Get up and get going.
You got to get up to show up, and show up to succeed in life",
...said his mother.
The kid was an extension of the parent's status symbols, like all other well chosen things that reflect class and taste. Years from now as an adult, from his well built successful future, the kid would be searching his childhood in the long lost past. Just to find none.
Years passed. The younger got old, and the old got older.
He was now old enough to think, and wise enough to comprehend the folly of his parents. His wisdom made him a better parent. He knew his children were human beings, and not human doings.
"Foolish mother", his mind spoke to him, "she even defined what the success for a stone would be like".
"I won't let my kid's mind to speak to him/her the way my mind just spoke to me", this, he tought to himself.
The kids who are unable to feed their own hunger, in the poor countries are luckier than the kids in the richer countries, who are unable to feed their parent's ego and status demands.
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Wha...? TLC's Toddlers and Tiaras has been catching my attention a lot lately—and I still have yet to watch an entire episode. With that in mind, I don't understand how these moms are down to doll their tiny daughters up in the fashion of fake-boob'd Dolly Parton and now Julia Roberts' character in Pretty Woman. That latter one, remember, (all together now) was a prostitute in the film.
But, as Jezebel points out, Wendy Dickey, mother of the booted toddler, later dressed her child in the posh outfit from the end of Pretty later on in the episode. However, TLC producers edited that out—likely to up the sensational ante of the already-risqué push. But what do you expect when the station has a special section for these jaw-dropping shit-shows called Oh No They Didn't! on the show's page?
Regardless of how you want to raise your child and what you're willing to lean on, I feel like it's not right to parade questionable moves on national television well before a child really understands what that may mean. Paisley Dickey is three.
UPDATE: Here's some thoughts from my dear friend, Haley, who is also a mom. It better supports my less-qualified opinions:
Apparently, the mom said that her daughter's "pretty woman" outfit was not as revealing as gymnasts or swimmers garb. However...gymnasts and swimmers don't sell their bodies for money, like the prostitute her daughter is dressing as. So...there's that. My, what loonies!
I rest my case. Loonies indeed.