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So I’m trying to get things organized around here before the school year overtakes us. This morning we were in my daughter’s room. She’s 8 and is just entering the “tween” stage. Oh my. This gives me a little stress, but that’s another post.
Regardless of how much the two of us need to stick together in a house with 4 other males, sometimes I’m baffled at how different we are. Whereas I’m forever looking for stuff to get rid of, she likes to keep EVERYTHING. She’s particularly partial to itty, bitty pieces of paper (what is it with girls and paper??), miscellaneous crafts she made last year, various notebooks and writing instruments, anything that grandma gave her (the girl WILL NOT throw away anything grandma gave her) and small, porcelain whatnots you might find at the garage sale of a 90-year old.
But today she rose to a whole new level.
I noticed a pair of athletic socks laying on her floor. They were balled up so I assumed they were hers. “Peanut,” I say, “put your socks in the sock pile.”
“Oh, those aren’t mine.”
“Oh,” I say, somewhat puzzled. “Who do they belong to?”
“I don’t know. Here are three more pairs,” she says as she shows me the rest of her stash.
“They’re not yours?”
“No, I just found them so I thought I’d start a weird guy sock collection.”

So I have this issue. (As if you didn’t know that.) I talked before about my people-pleasing tendencies, but now I’ve kicked it up a notch by having them WITH MY OWN CHILDREN. (Caps were probably not necessary there to get my point across because if you stop to think about it for any length of time, you can see how disastrous this is.)
Here’s me: Trying my darndest to put into practice all the great parenting advice I’ve collected–you know, like setting healthy boundaries and providing a reasonable amount of structure and whatever else they say will help you raise the next president. You probably don’t have this problem, but my efforts at parenting often means someone in this house doesn’t get precisely what they want at the exact moment they want it…which, around here means someone might just flip their lid…which means I either (a) begin to second-guess myself mercilessly, as in, “Was I being totally reasonable there?” or (b) immediately and suddenly am transported back to fourth grade when my goal in life was for every single person in the whole wide world to like me, really, really like me. The psychological, inner-child circus going on inside my brain really hampers my positive parenting techniques.
But I’ve always been this way. When something goes wrong, I generally figure it’s my fault. When someone’s mad, I’m sure I did something to make them so. Even when good things happen, I excel at pointing out how they could’ve been better had I not [fill in the blank]. Do you realize how sick this is? Sick, people. I’m sick.
And now God wants me to raise children who are unhappy with me on a daily basis? Nice. Real nice.

Our oldest two have made good progress in swimming lessons this summer, but I’m considering forkin’ out the cash for our younger two to do this. If they ever fell into water, it would be the best money we ever spent. From the ISR (Infant Swimming Resource) website:
The idea behind Infant Swimming Resource (ISR) was born in 1966 when its founder, Dr. Harvey Barnett, was just 18 years old. As an active lifeguard with a passion for water safety, Barnett witnessed the tragic aftermath when a neighbor child drowned. At that moment, he vowed to do everything possible to ensure not one more child drowns…To date, ISR has 788 documented cases of children using ISR techniques to save themselves from drowning.

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