17 June 2008
My kids are having a boring summer--on purpose
I'm letting them do whatever they want to (well, except for chores--a medieval system of torture, judging by the groans and howls whenever it comes up).
I'm not enriching them (monetarily either--see above, re: chores).
I'm not tutoring them.
I'm not exploring their hidden talents by enrolling them in "programs" the secret agenda of which is apparently to find future Olympic contenders while holding the rest of the kids in contempt (except when fees are collected).
I'm not limiting video and computer games to 15.7 minutes a day.
I'm not enforcing the now extinct rule against popsicles in the house.
I'm not, in short, following the Parenting Rule Book for Robbing Kids of their Rightful Summer Slughood.
And yup. They frequently complain that they are bored.
And yup. Mom, MOM! doesn't care.
Which means, I guess, that I'm having a Rightful Summer Slughood experience of my very own.
Go me!
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You rock! We're also enjoying the summer time warp of doing whatever we want whenever we want-- in between the feedings and naps of our ten month old foster baby, that is.
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