Missives from a harried momma about loving my babies and the pledge to revisit their shenanigans on them when they are grown with littles of their own.
8/26/2015
8/18/2015
What do they do at School?
It's a new school year here in the Ninja household and we are heading back with gusto. Pumpkin, Sunshine and Doodle are all getting up and heading to the bus stop each morning.
One day last week while we were doing our nightly paper review, reading assignments and talk about the day, Sunshine said to me, "I'm glad I get to go and learn all the important things at school, they teach me everything I need to know"
This caught me off guard. (cause no they don't)
I asked her who taught her to walk?
I asked her who taught her to feed herself with a fork?
Who taught her the words to You are my Sunshine?
Who taught her about crossing the street?
Who taught her how funny The Emperor's New Groove is?
Who taught her how to make a Smore?
She answered all of those questions with "You did"
That's right baby, I teach you important things too.
That's what Momma's do, we teach things.
School is not going to teach my children how to mourn when someone they love leaves this world. Or how to put the needs of other before your own in certain situations, or how you don't show up for dinner without something for the hostess, or how you always tip the waiter well when you've been given good service, but you are never rude when you don't get good service, or how when you are invited to a meal, even if you don't love it, you thank the person, and don't complain.
School might teach them math and science and social studies, but I'm teaching them to be adults.
One day last week while we were doing our nightly paper review, reading assignments and talk about the day, Sunshine said to me, "I'm glad I get to go and learn all the important things at school, they teach me everything I need to know"
This caught me off guard. (cause no they don't)
I asked her who taught her to walk?
I asked her who taught her to feed herself with a fork?
Who taught her the words to You are my Sunshine?
Who taught her about crossing the street?
Who taught her how funny The Emperor's New Groove is?
Who taught her how to make a Smore?
She answered all of those questions with "You did"
That's right baby, I teach you important things too.
That's what Momma's do, we teach things.
School is not going to teach my children how to mourn when someone they love leaves this world. Or how to put the needs of other before your own in certain situations, or how you don't show up for dinner without something for the hostess, or how you always tip the waiter well when you've been given good service, but you are never rude when you don't get good service, or how when you are invited to a meal, even if you don't love it, you thank the person, and don't complain.
School might teach them math and science and social studies, but I'm teaching them to be adults.
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