As a parent, I have certain goals for my children. I am sure they are similar to many of the goals that you have for your children.
First and foremost, I want to make sure that I (er, we since Jeff is involved) raise children that will someday be functioning members of society.
I want them to be able to hold down a job, be a success, and make contributions that will help people. You know basically, I don’t want them to end up in jail, sitting in some door way drinking themselves into liver failure or on some reality TV show.
The other goals that I have for my children are based in the fact that I don’t want my future son/daughter-in-laws to hate me. I am not really holding out much hope that these goals will be achieved but at least I can say that I tried.
The goals I want my children to achieve are:
- pick up their wet towels off the bathroom floor
- turn the light off when they leave a room
- make sure dirty clothes end up in the hamper
- bring cups/dishes to the sink when they are finished with them
- remember their manners like please, thank you and excuse me.
If I can help my children reach these goals or even come close, I feel my time as a parent will be a success.
But I am beginning to think that the first goal of making sure they can function in society, is the easy one. Especially since the other ones have me dealing with a possible alligator coming out of our pluming.
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