I've been thinking about the state of my family.
I've decided I have to something once and for all.
I know I can't quit cold turkey ,
but as of Monday I'm not yelling anymore.
(in anger anyway)
Its Thursday and I'm happy to report good news.
We started a consequence system that is working wonders.
I'm pretending that Super Nanny is observing me.
Being a parent is more difficult than I ever dreamed,
but it becomes even more overwhelming when I think I can put my family on autopilot.
My tools:
Consistency.
Lots of prayer.
Good music.
5:00 am.
Exercise.
Charity.
Planning.
Study.
Unselfish.
WORK.
Heavenly Father.
The Atonement.
My tools:
Consistency.
Lots of prayer.
Good music.
5:00 am.
Exercise.
Charity.
Planning.
Study.
Unselfish.
WORK.
Heavenly Father.
The Atonement.
I talked to my boys about sex again.
My boys shared everything they've been hearing.
My boys shared everything they've been hearing.
We talked for 1 1/2 hours.
I added more to what I've already taught them.
It was sooooo awesome.
I wasn't embarrassed.
I wasn't embarrassed.
They are now well educated.
They heard me testify of truth.
My oldest said, "With great power, comes great responsiblitiy."
My oldest said, "With great power, comes great responsiblitiy."
I teared up.
They know and now they get to choose.
One talk about the birds and the bees is a joke.
Don't care that they might know too much.
Its not a big secret.
Sex is muddied everywhere.
Don't care that they might know too much.
Its not a big secret.
Sex is muddied everywhere.
I don't want my kids to see it that way.
Reverence it.
Bridle it.
Confidence.
Virtue.
Honor.
Clean.
Self-control.
With one girl.
The girl you'll love forever.
The girl you will marry.
Don't dable in it before that very day.
Conquer passions.
A real honeymoon.
A LOVE that can last forever.
Reverence it.
Bridle it.
Confidence.
Virtue.
Honor.
Clean.
Self-control.
With one girl.
The girl you'll love forever.
The girl you will marry.
Don't dable in it before that very day.
Conquer passions.
A real honeymoon.
A LOVE that can last forever.
Pictures taken during our October trip to Utah for Jeff's marathon.
That is great! Yes, sex ed. is so important especially today. As a former school teacher, the things they are hearing at school can mess up their concept of what sex even is if they don't talk to their parents. My brother and sister-in-law had to talk to their kids starting in pre-school. They were hearing oral sex in pre-school! I was so shocked. I didn't hear that word until college! Anyway, good for you for being a good parent.
ReplyDeleteI yell too. And I grew up in a home where yelling was not aloud-by anyone. My dad never even raised his voice as far back as I can remember. I don't yell often, but then, I only have 1 child at home. I mostly yell if I get in a fight with Brandon. And again, it doesn't happen often, but when it does, I feel so awful for yelling. I hate yelling. I hate it because if I feel like yelling, it's usually because I'm not saying good things or thinking good things and I'm only thinking of how I feel and not others.
I'm going to make it a goal to not yell too.
Great post, thanks!
Thanks Alicia.
ReplyDeleteMy boys know a lot now. Penis is such an uncomfortable word to say over and over, but it has to be done. Whomever decided on the words for human genitalia was crazy.
Agreed! I am glad you brought up this topic. My parents didn't tell me anything except "don't" and "it's special." Everything I learned was accidental. In college, my roommate sat me down with an anatomy book and taught me the real deal. I got sick to my stomach. I felt so worried and scared. Seriously, in college! I had seen PG-13 movies where people were in bed together, but I didn't really know more than that. Definitely not terminology. I mostly knew nothing about my own body. Anyway, that is rare. Kids at school have filthy minds and they see bad shows and the sex ed program in elementary school is a joke. I went to it and was just excited to get a sample of deodorant of my own (i was a big dork). I ignored everything they were talking about and just thought about getting deodorant. When I started my period, I didn't tell anyone at first because I thought I was bleeding because I had cancer or I was pregnant. I actually prayed to Heavenly Father that I wouldn't be pregnant (and I'd never so much as held hands with a boy). I'm not mad at my parents, I just think as a girl, it made me worry and stress and it would have been nice if my parents had just eased my mind about it. :-)
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