I had to get up at 3:30 am this morning to take Mike to Spanish Fork by 4:30 this morning. So when I got back home I could not go back to sleep. I thought maybe this would be a good time to write something on my blog.
This weekend Mike and I were talking about how we do not understand some of the chooses our children make in their lives. I understand when they were little yes I wanted them to do what I said then I said it. But as they got older I want them to think for themselves.
Looking back on my childhood I do not think my parents understood some of the things I did either. My mother never did understood why I liked music on when I took a bath, or why I liked having friends. She hated anything that made noise. But as I remember it I did not disobey my parents that much. I went to school everyday and came home on time from dates. I never argued with my parents.
I am proud of my children for trying things I would never do. It is just things they try that I knew will hurt them in the long run that scarys me.
As a grandmother things are so much different. All I have to do is subport my children I am not the main person worrying and teaching, I get to be the one who can sit back and say you did the samething as a children or your sister or brother acted just like that.
I have noticed that my kids are stronger parents then I never was. They stand their ground my grandkids do not push their parents around, so maybe I did do something right.
So to all my kids I love you and thanks for turning out so great and thanks for the grandkids and all the great memories.