I reblog this every time it comes up on my dashboard, not because it is a “rule” but because every time I see it the love and sincerity on her face hit me all over again and I think everyone deserves to see that.
And THIS is why I adore Catherine Tate. She’s loud and brash but in quieter moments… her soul comes shining through and it makes everything about her so much more beautiful.
will smith everybody
I’ve been getting too many negative comments on my methods of parenting lately, specifically from family/others. I’m going to go ahead and list said comments with said methods and why I do these things.
- “You need to steer your children away from making ‘bad’ decisions.” (In regards to my son wanting to wear nail polish every time I do my nails—which is several times a week.)
- “Letting him dress up as a princess is going to make him gay/make him think it’s okay to be gay.” (His favorite movies include Cars, Enchanted, Brave, and Kung-Fu Panda. He loves Merida. He also loves Lightning McQueen.)
- “What happens when he goes to school and he gets bullied for being ‘different’ or ‘weird’?”
- “I think you’re too lenient with the choices you allow him to make.”
The list goes on and on, but these are my favorites.
First off, fuck strict gender roles. I will never understand why people seem to think they need to impose their ideas of good parenting on me. I’m a good mother, I’m a very good mother in my opinion. My son is compassionate, kind, and creatively-minded. I understand you have good intentions, now back off. I’m obviously doing a great job as it is—look to my kid for proof. He’s HAPPY.
I will always, always, always support my son in whatever he wants to do/wants to be/WHATEVER. If he’s not hurting anyone and he’s happy, so be it. Kids need their own autonomy, they’re their own little people. Kids understand consequences from a very young age (hello, time-out, don’t touch the cat or she’ll wreck your shit, etc.)
Let your kids fuck up. Don’t let them put themselves where they’re in danger, but let them fuck up. Guide them as much as you can but they will understand that they need to make their own decisions. Otherwise you’re going to wind up with a 15 year old who doesn’t understand the concept of consequences, and that’s far harder to teach when there’s no clean slate.
So what if he’s gay? So what if he’s straight? So what if he winds up identifying as another gender or no gender whatsoever? If he wants to wear nail polish while he digs for earthworms that’s fine by me, so long as he doesn’t track mud into the house. If he wants to wear sparkly Mary Janes to school and thrash them after a week of soccer, that’s fine. I’ll buy inexpensive shoes.
He already understands that there are people who are different from him. There are people different from Mommy, from Daddy, from the cat. He understands that Mommy’s friends are incredibly diverse but Mommy loves them anyway, and hell, he loves them too. Does that mean that’s “bad”? No. And I will continue to instill that understanding in him that everyone is different.
Will that make bullying any easier? Of course not. I dread the day when he comes home and finally understands that there are people out there who not only disagree with who a person is as a whole, but feel the need to make them pay for it. By that point I hope to have him understand that, but actually seeing it or experiencing it will be completely different. And as prepared as I am for it, it will be devastating for me as a parent. And hopefully, hopefully, he’ll understand that it’s not a bad thing to stand up for himself or other kids whose only crime is not following everyone else.
So, step off. I literally don’t care about the opinions of others in regards to how I’m raising my son, and I am under no obligation to be polite about it. My kid, my rules, blow me.
TL;DR
I am through being polite about people trying to force their ideas about what is correct parenting. Again, my kid, my rules, blow me.There needs to be more parents like you. You’re doing an amazing job at being a mom.
AND HERE THEY ARE AS PROMISED LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
As promised I took my cardboard cut out of David Tennant as my date to my senior prom. (Family meal is the restaurant we ate at)
OH MY GOD.
he looks incredibly awkward the whole time XD
Sarah and Sarah.
This is you.
Me: So I was in an accident yesterday.
Them: Yeah, I like that movie too.
Why do you waste your time texting me only to not even continue on with the fucking conversation.

