I meant to tell y'all this story right after Christmas, but I forgot until I was listening to my pdr (that's hip lingo for personal digital recorder...I have to have one now as a supplement to my memory). This is a true story, and frighteningly sad.
My Sister-in-law's brother (not one of my brothers...her brother...it's complicated) has a 4 year-old son named Damien. Well, that's not really his name, but it'll do as a description. This kid came along to older parents that had never had young'uns when they were still young enough to lack self control.
Therefore, young Damien has never experienced true parental discipline. These older parents of Damien also have one fatal parental character flaw. They know everything about everything, and have taught young Damien that he is special...not just special...more special than any child ever born. At the ripe old age of 4, Damien is convinced that his dookie smells good, and has taken over the affairs of the household. All to the adoration & agreement of Mom & Dad.
This story illustrates where this deal is headed: Mom & Dad had taken the demon to see a living Nativity Scene at the church where they attend. He was interested in the whole deal & a good time was had by all. On the drive home young Damien had a question or two for Mom.
Damien: When I was born was it cold?
Mom: Well, yes it was.
Damien: When I was born did people come to visit me?
Mom: Well, yes they did.
Damien: When I was born did people come and bring me gifts?
Mom: Well, yes they did.
Damien: And did they bow down and worship me?
Mom: Well...no Damien...well...yes, I guess you could say that.
Here is where Damien is headed if Mom & Dad don't step up to the plate. And I mean quick. Real quick.
Ain't he cute???
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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The kid just needs to be cold cocked! Put him out flat...give him something to pout about.
ReplyDeleteJust one problem, child services would take him away. Would that be bad?
As Grannie Laura used to say: "You have to teach a kid the meaning of the word NO by the time they are two. They have to know you mean it, and stop instantly. If you do it, they won't resent what you had to do to get the meaning of NO across to them. If you wait until later than two it will be a much bigger battle, and they will likely remember, and resent you." Sage advice in my book.
Too bad that so many parents want to be their kid's pal instead of their parent. Kid's make much better pals when they get older if you have been a parent first and foremost.
I'm kinda busy today, but I guess that I could spare the five minutes to make sure that this type of behavior never happened again. Naw, make it three.
ReplyDeleteYou and Walt obviously know how, too.
The fifteen minutes that I would need to spend with the parents would be much more unpleasant for me, but yeah, I guess I could contribute to their training, too.
Walt: Amen. Dang, I miss Granny Laura...especially around Christmas.
ReplyDeleteAnd you are righter than rain...disciplined little guys make good friends when they grow up.
They might be brain damaged, but they make good pals. Of course they would have been brain damaged anyway...