Walking that line between listening to a reasonable request and developing rational judgement. Also, outright ignoring authority.
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We didn’t have car seats and you weren’t supposed to be in the house during daylight. But our parents didn’t stand around while we played outside. We would also ride on the hood of the car on the way down the half mile driveway. Country living. We got machete’s for Christmas.
My mom was the one to tell me about guys doing an elephant impersonation. It has to do with pulling the pockets out of the pants and … pulling out the trunk.
There’s a few months where they’ve figured out how to pull themselves up but don’t have the balance for walking yet. Now, every grownup is a walker.
Trying to give my kids the tools to deal with their mom’s inability to leave them alone. I’m sure this isn’t going to come back to bite me in the ass.
The beaches in northern Oregon are so huge, the ocean feels like half a mile away from the dunes. Sneaker waves are actually quite scary. The beach we go to has trucks driving by. You have to look both ways before walking to the water.