Spare the rod, spoil the child…hell no!

July 8, 2011

Recently my 85 year old mother visited me and my gang. You see I’m a do-it-again dad. We now have a 9 year old son, and twin daughters aged 7. The difference between her generation and mine with regard to child discipline is apparent.

In our house spanking is a definite no no. Children are treated with respect. Sure there is some yelling and fighting but with five individuals including three young ones, there are bound to be conflicts.

Mother gets taut like a spring just watching my active boy have fun. You can sense the urge to step in and bring him to heel. You can cut the tension. Heck he is just being a kid.

Proudly relates this little story to me whenever she visits,

Seems one time when I was a 6 year old kid back in the 1950’s there was I time when I didn’t come when I was called, too busy playing I guess. She came to get me with a flyswatter. She tells how she flicked my ass with it all the way home and boy did that ever make me listen. The point being the next time I was called I came.

Frankly I find this tale a disgusting example of the child discipline of the 1950’s. Talk about lack of respect for a child.
Much as I love my mother I am beginning to realize why I have so much deep seeded anger within my psyche.

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The Love of My Life

February 9, 2009

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February 12, 1999 I met Cindy. My first marriage ended in July 1986, so I had been single-again for almost 14 years.  Cindy and I were married July 10, 2000 in the Cook Islands.

I had no intention of marrying again, and certainly had no desire to have more children. Cindy changed all that. She lit up my life.

She’s my friend, my lover, and the mother of our children. Cindy has stood by me in tough times. She has made me a better person.

We have a wonderful relationship. I look at the wedding band on my hand often. It symbolizes the love and respect we have for each other.  I pray for many more years to spend with her.


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