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Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts

Monday, May 2, 2016

Driver Education

Pop and I recently had the two youngest of The Growing Table family for several days when their parents made a trip out of town with their two middles (the big boys were with EJ's folks) and one of the highlights for them was driving our two little battery-powered jeeps...BUT...I have to tell you that keeping these fellas headed in the right direction is an activity requiring hands-on adult supervision!






Then there are the bigger fellas riding the dirt bikes (also battery powered) and keeping them on a larger and more free path while steering them away from dangers like barbed wire fencing requires nerves of steel (which Pop has but I somewhat lack).


Then there is our oldest grandchild, Lou Lou who is driving with supervision now.  She only scares me when she is fiddling with the radio.  Ha!  She really is developing into a fantastic driver; but still, supervision and instruction is intense in the beginning!



Sometimes the task of guiding children can be overwhelming and feel like disaster is looming large.  The task of guiding children...whether driving or in general is a hard job.  Kudos to all the parents out there (my daughters and sons-in-love included) who stay vigilant and lovingly guide their children.  May God multiply your efforts and bless you richly!

Monday, January 27, 2014

Raising Delightful Children

One day this past week I was listening to a Wednesdays with Beth (Moore) lesson online called "Victory Through Chastisement" (Part 1 and Part 2) and as I identified with what Beth said, one statement in particular made me take notice.  She said, "God goes, 'You know what?  You are so delightful to me that I would like you to learn to be a delight to others.'"

Pop, Grammy, and the Four Sisters (1992)
That statement took me back to years ago when our girls were young and Pop and I were working hard to raise them.  Pop was wise even then (though sometimes he denies it).  He would say, "I want other people to enjoy our girls as much as we do."

And so...with that philosophy, and the love and support of family and friends, we tried hard to discipline our daughters in a way that would bring about good things: love, obedience, kindness and the like.  What I didn't fully understand then is that we were imitating our heavenly Father who does that very thing with His beloved children.

Consider these verses:

  • Proverbs 3:11-12 "My son,do not despise the Lord’s discipline,and do not resent his rebuke,because the Lord disciplines those he loves, as a father the son he delights in. 
  •  Hebrews 12:6-13 “My son, do not make light of the Lord’s discipline,and do not lose heart when he rebukes you,because the Lord disciplines the one he loves,and he chastens everyone he accepts as his son.” Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as his children. For what children are not disciplined by their father? If you are not disciplined — and everyone undergoes discipline — then you are not legitimate, not true sons and daughters at all. Moreover, we have all had human fathers who disciplined us and we respected them for it. How much more should we submit to the Father of spirits and live! They disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, in order that we may share in his holiness. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it. Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees. Make level paths for your feet, so that the lame may not be disabled, but rather healed.



We had friends who marveled at our daughters when they were young because they seemed mature in a group setting and would make a remark or answer a question as they joined in as we visited.  We somehow knew that we were not just raising "kids", our goal was to raise our children to be lovable and loving adults. That involves thought and consistency and discipline.  We were not always consistent and certainly not always thoughtful; but God blessed our efforts and we are so pleased with the women they have become.

With 14 grandchildren (Number 15 is still hiding out in his momma's tummy and is due on February 18 by c-section.) and our four daughters fully grown for some time now, Pop and I are no longer in the throes of raising children.  We have the privilege and honor of helping our children as they raise their children.  We are grateful that we are not the ones having to discipline. Loving them and spending time with them is our focus; but we do feel compelled to support the work of their parents.  

The Four Sisters - Christmas 2013
With four grown daughters who each has her own goals, ideals, and ways of raising children, Pop and I sometimes have to shift gears as we spend time with our grandchildren, recognizing that they come from different parents and are not all being raised exactly the same way.  Pop and I were blessed by parents who gave us permission to do things differently with our children and we have chosen to give that same gift to our daughters. We have the benefit of hindsight and of knowing that God gave each of our grandchildren exactly the parents He intended...and vice versa.  

In this life, there is no "one-size-fits-all" for relationships...and that includes child/parent relationships.  It looks different from family to family and it can all be good.  I love to encourage young parents.  Raising children is the hardest job you will ever do in your life...and you can raise loving, godly children with God's help.  It is never too late to make changes and never too late to tell your children sorry.  It is advisable  to ask for help, to figure out what works (even if it means employing different methods than your parents did), and above all else, to pray...because your heavenly Father is the best at raising kids...after all, He's still raising you and me!

Saturday, April 16, 2011

natural consequences

When you have a new baby it is your job to keep their little belly full.  You measure your success as a mom by how they gain weight.  There is some kind of connection between mothering and food.

When they are toddlers you are still trying to make sure they eat the right stuff and enough of it.

When they reach 4 (or so) you begin to have this conversation...

"Sweetie, this is what's for dinner.  This is what we are eating.  If you are hungry, you will eat.  You don't have to eat if you are not hungry.  But, the kitchen is closed after dinner.  There will be no snacks."

Then your child continues to turn up their nose at the food before him.

Then dinner is over.

Then it is time for bath and bed.

Then said child begins to whine.  "I'm hungry!  I want a snack!"

The mother-food connection in your brain starts to freak out.  Oh my stars!  My poor baby is going to starve to death.  So you consider going back on your word.  After all, the child is probably very hungry. 

Then you pull yourself together.

"Honey, Mommy told you that when dinner was over there would be no more food.  You chose not to eat and now it is time for bed."

Much weeping and wailing ensues.  Mostly from the child but some from you as you sit in the other room and wish they didn't have to experience natural consequences.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Potty Problems

To the lady at the garage sale who would not let my potty training son come inside to pee (because she said he might break something in her house)...

I hope those flowers on the side of your house die.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Opinions

Each year, I joyfully select the boys fall party costumes.  My favorites are usually the way too cute old navy animal costumes.  You know...a monkey, a puppy, a chicken or an elephant.  I LOVE how cute they look in them.  Well, momma, the party is over.  These boys have opinions...and strong ones, I might add.  Currently, I am on the hunt for the perfect Batman and perhaps a Robin to go with him.  Bubba is leading the charge and Wubba is right behind him.  At least little Q will let me dress him as I please.  Of course, he will probably have to be a super hero so he can match his brothers.  See, these opinions are really putting a cramp in my style.  I have a feeling I better get used to it.  My little cowboys are growing up!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Hook me up!

Okay, the cowboys are growing up before our very eyes. They are crossing over into "kids" and not babies anymore. Yikes! Although, my Wubba is still not 2 yet. Anyway, I am finding parenting more challenging. Imagine that?!?!

EJ and I have one book we are planning to read:
Bringing up Boys by James Dobson

Any other suggestions? Hook us up with some resources.

Thanks!