Sunday, March 13, 2011

35!

No, not me, the husband. My love turned 35 yesterday, and I really hope he had a decent day. I had clinical so he was home with the monsters, and even though he had every right to sit and do nothing, he cleaned and did laundry! That's an amazing husband right there, and no, I'm not sharing! Lol

When I got home we went to Bubba Gump and had a great dinner, he was totally embarrassed by the waiters singing happy birthday, then some good friends came for cake. That was classic! Some awesome jokes and good laughs, we are one crowd that doesn't need to drink to have a good time lol.

Happy Birthday my husband, best friend, awesomest dad and the greatest man in the world!
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Thursday, March 10, 2011

How much praise is too much?

So, I've noticed a nasty trend starting when kids are very young, that I'm sad to say nearly every suburban mother and father give into and feed-- praise. I get it, little johny crosses the monkey bars for the first time, or even the tenth, clap say yay and all that crap, but really, when they are in fifth grade you are still clapping? By the time they are ten I sure as hell hope they can do that, if not there's something wrong.

Another example, 8 year old jimmy draws a half ass picture, why do you still applaud his half ass effort? It's not great, crap it isn't even good, all your doing is rewarding shitty work, and when he's pulling C's in highschool I'm sure you'll still be his damn cheerleader, saying it's not his fault, the teachers don't teach to his learning style right?

Let me clue you in you moronic suburbanite, my husband will be arresting his dumb idiotic sub-par drug dealing ass and rolling his eyes when you bail out your perfect junior saying it was my husbands fault, not juniors. I'll be helping saving juniors life when he OD's, and when I can't because he's pumped himself so full of drugs, you'll blame me, because he was perfect.

Lets try this out suburbia, praise where and when it's due. Don't be afraid to tell your child they could do better and to do it again. Why? Because my daughter and my son who are raised with the truth and with legit standards won't be afraid to fire your dumb ass kids because they didn't know how to rise to the occasion. Lets put competition back in our kids lives. Not everyone is a winner, in fact saying every one wins just because they played creates a society full of mindless sheep, afraid and unwilling to continue forcing the work to be a better place.

Sadly I know Johnny and Sally's mom won't listen, they'll still keep praising the smallest insignificant things and failing to push their child to succeed, falling to motivate their child to move up to the next step and continue to feed the "status quo" to their poor unsuspecting child. I'm sorry for those kids, few will ever break free and find their true potential.
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