Ed Gruberman, you must learn patience
Why do I lack civility for the neighbor kids? I just have general issue with them coming over and ringing our doorbell to ask my kids if they can get me to open the garage. Not do you want to come out and play, not how are you doing but just can you get your dad to open the garage.
I know they are okay and I know we have a cornacopia of riding and outdoor toys, but could you at least be a little nicer to my kids before barging into the garage? Please?
I wonder if my Dad ever had days like this? I don't think there were, mostly because we had one or two neighbors, and the only outdoor toys we had were our bikes, a few sticks and a ball or two. I worry a lot about my kids. I worry that they're growing up with a lot more toys than I ever had and I worry they will never know the value of taking good care of precious things because you have so few and will not get another when it breaks. I watch my kids being trained to be and live life disposably a the steady influx of toys without enough time to enjoy all of them. It's not really sad, but it is different; seeing my life as more upper-middle class now rather than the harder farm life I lived as a kid. I moved here so we could make a better life togetehr and now I feel like that has come at a price to my core values.
On the plus side, Wes is now 48 inches with shoes on. He will be tall enough for the big kid rides at the amusement park later this fall. Maybe he'll even take on a hard ride.
I know they are okay and I know we have a cornacopia of riding and outdoor toys, but could you at least be a little nicer to my kids before barging into the garage? Please?
I wonder if my Dad ever had days like this? I don't think there were, mostly because we had one or two neighbors, and the only outdoor toys we had were our bikes, a few sticks and a ball or two. I worry a lot about my kids. I worry that they're growing up with a lot more toys than I ever had and I worry they will never know the value of taking good care of precious things because you have so few and will not get another when it breaks. I watch my kids being trained to be and live life disposably a the steady influx of toys without enough time to enjoy all of them. It's not really sad, but it is different; seeing my life as more upper-middle class now rather than the harder farm life I lived as a kid. I moved here so we could make a better life togetehr and now I feel like that has come at a price to my core values.
On the plus side, Wes is now 48 inches with shoes on. He will be tall enough for the big kid rides at the amusement park later this fall. Maybe he'll even take on a hard ride.