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Writer's Block: Independence Day
Jul. 5th, 2012 12:54 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Allow them to make their own decisions.
For example:
Let your kid pick out his or her own clothes. I don't mean let your teenager wear whatever crazy thing all the other kids are wearing, backless rompers or stripper heels or whatever, or get piercings and tattoos and all the rest. I don't think there's anything wrong with those things, but a parent is within their rights to restrict their child's choices as to what they're allowed to wear. I don't think it's harmful to a kid growing up to have to learn to fit their preferences in clothing into "what's allowed," in fact, I think that's a valuable skill. BUT. Don't choose what they're wearing every morning. Don't get up with them, turn on their lights, get them out of bed, and pick out what they're going to wear. The result of this is a young adult who stares at a dresser full of clothes and has no idea what to do. Then that young adult turns into someone who freaks out whenever someone else touches her stuff, or tries to tell her what to do.
Yep. That's what happens. I remember it well.
Allow them to make their own decisions.
For example:
Let your kid pick out his or her own clothes. I don't mean let your teenager wear whatever crazy thing all the other kids are wearing, backless rompers or stripper heels or whatever, or get piercings and tattoos and all the rest. I don't think there's anything wrong with those things, but a parent is within their rights to restrict their child's choices as to what they're allowed to wear. I don't think it's harmful to a kid growing up to have to learn to fit their preferences in clothing into "what's allowed," in fact, I think that's a valuable skill. BUT. Don't choose what they're wearing every morning. Don't get up with them, turn on their lights, get them out of bed, and pick out what they're going to wear. The result of this is a young adult who stares at a dresser full of clothes and has no idea what to do. Then that young adult turns into someone who freaks out whenever someone else touches her stuff, or tries to tell her what to do.
Yep. That's what happens. I remember it well.
