If you were to describe the parenting style we’ve adapted, you could do it in six words. Save the drama for your mama. With each other, with the kids, and within the different situations we’ve experienced, we’ve learned that we’re laid back. We let the kids solve problems on their own, we teach them to be independent, we ensure that they know we’re there if they need help – but encourage them to find solutions on their own. We let them explore, we provide and encourage adventure and have learned that they will lead the way.
As a rule, I shop 90% for foods that have fewer than five ingredients (you know, unless it’s #sugarsaturday).
But we’re not going to give up take-out.
It’s unacceptable to be impolite. (And sometimes, it takes me a moment to look away and compose myself because a three year old just made a hilarious statement like ‘that’s what she said’)
Sometimes, just sometimes, we forget to tone it down and reign in the hilarious inappropriate conversation.
But we learn our lessons when they’re repeated by toddlers.
We don’t hover.
We let the kids solve their problems themselves. We encourage them to discuss, to ask for help, to learn to find a solution and intervene with age appropriate help.
Aside from underducks, I don’t entertain at the playground. If my kids are arguing, I’m confident they’ll work it out before I intervene.
We value independence.
We value kindness.
I’m never going to be a school parent-association, monthly meeting go-er. We will volunteer in the classroom on occasion, or send the teacher a gift card for her home reading library.
Moms groups are not our style. Those Mamas love their Dramas.
When the party runs late? Yeah, the kids can fall asleep on your couch watching a movie on the iPad.
Weekends are meant for relaxing and adventures, not for filling with activities.
We co-sleep, but not because we’re hardcore attachment parenting enthusiasts, but because really, it’s easier.
But I’m still a firm believer in attachment parenting teachings.
We say yes to sleepovers.
We aren’t afraid to say no, but let’s face it – life is short, so we usually find our way to yes.
Beers on the front porch while the kids are asleep? Now you’re speaking our language.
Cutesy words for vagina and penis irritate the hell out of me.
We give a lot of love and praise.
They also get a lot of things. The things will continue until they lose their appreciation and gratitude.
It’s loud in here. Sometimes it’s them, sometimes it’s me.
Building the confidence in our kids, so that later in life it’s going to be hard to tear them down, is essential to us.
We emphasize empathy.
We’re 100% honest with the kids.
We don’t do drama.