A couple of months ago we were at Sofi's folks place for dinner, and the subject of cutting squeaky's hair came up.
our little boy has never had a hair cut, now to be honest he really didn't have that much hair for his first year of life anyway, but his hair is getting long, and really needs a cut - or does it?
and as this discussion went on it hit me all of a sudden 'OH MY GOD WE'VE BECOME THOSE PARENTS!'
Were the ones, you know the boy with the long hair who has two mums who use cloth nappies and dress their kids as gender neutrally as possible and who let their kids run riot because they are merely expressing them selves in the best way a 2 year old can.
OH DEAR GOD NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
So I sit here having a good ol laugh at my self because I have indeed become one of those parents.
I laugh when squeaky blows bubbles in his milk, because I remember when I was a kid doing that was heaps of fun, I also remember my mother yelling at me for it (no doubt we were in public somewhere).
I am constantly having and internal battle with my mother who comes out in social situations, like when were at friends houses and the 2 year olds are jumping on the lounge. I start to say 'Stop that you'll ruin the lounge'
and they will and my friend sees this and we laugh because it will ruin the lounge but they are having so much fun and we had fun doing the same thing when we were 2, and so, as adults we let them run riot and discuss the plans to buy a new lounge when the kids are old enough to stop jumping all over it - so when they move out basically.
And as I filter my mother (who is an awesome lady might I just add) I try as hard as I can to remember how much fun it is to be 2, and also how hard it is.
and to remember how hard it was for my mum, and how much fun she was too. (don't worry dad you were awesome too)
and I try to be the best mum I can be.
I hope that one day my kids will come to this conclusion:
'your parents do the best job that they can with the tools that they have'.
If I can do as good a gob as my parents then the kids are going to be ok.
and hopefully have some wonderful memories about blowing bubbles in milk, jumping on lounges and being that crazy kid at daycare who had long hair.
So if you're one of 'those parents' stand proud and if you're not, stand proud too, because no matter who you are I'm sure you're doing the best job that you can.
J
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