Is that Wrong?

There are so many things that happen around me that I don't seem to understand or things that I do and I'm not sure it's acceptable. So I wanted to share.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

If there is a guaranteed pass into Heaven, I know a couple people who would get the golden ticket. Not that I necessarily believe in Heaven in the whole “fire & brimstone” way. But that is for another discussion.

The first who would receive a guaranteed pass into heaven is my brother-in-law, whom Craig & I just refer to as “St. Dan”. Keep in mind that St. Dan is married to my sister and I love her dearly, but if they ever divorced, I’m not positive I wouldn’t follow him. He is amazing. I’m sure that my sister would disagree with me because we all run our own households a bit different, but St. Dan seems to do it all. He cooks and cleans and watches the kids and works a full time job but will take time off in case something is needed. He helps my parents whenever they need it and seems to do it all with a smile on his face, a joke on his lips and no drinking. Yep, you read that right, he doesn’t seem to drink much. That just fascinates me – he can do it all and not drink to keep himself sane.

The other who is guaranteed a pass is my friend, Mrs. HS. She’s the busiest person I know. From volunteering to running her kids here and there to planning events and what-nots. AND she always seems to have someone else’s kid(s) with her or in the house. Regardless of the circumstances, she always takes in other kids if the parents need a little time to go shopping or work or get a massage or who knows. And not all the kids are nice. Not all the kids are well-behaved. Hers are. Strangely so. I think she’s the only parent I know that actually applies the Love & Logic Parenting approach and it works. She’s consistent. It causes me a twinge of envy but that‘s for another post as well. She’s had kids at her house early and late. She’s had kids cause damage to her walls and her carpets. Never once did she admit that she beat any of them. Since she’s also the most honest person I know, I have to believe that there were no beatings.

The last person is my friend, RT. She has her own kids, and her own things to deal with but dang! It never fails, if she heads outside to let her kids play, there are 2-4 more who just APPEAR! The other parents don’t seem to come out of the house to see where their kids are. It’s like the kids walk out the front door, arrive at my friend’s house, start to tear apart all the toys, destroy the yard (or the inside of the house) and I swear I’ve never seen any other parent walk out and see where those kids are. I know they don’t call. It’s like it’s some type of “if they aren’t in the house, they must be there” sorta thing. I consider it rude. If RT asks the kids to go home, they come right back. Wouldn’t you think that if your kids were gone, you weren’t sure where they were and they come home to tell you where they were and were asked to go home – you’d keep them home? One would think, but not some of these parents. What’s wrong with people?!?!?!

RT & Mrs. HS put up with a lot of crap. To which, I’m always telling them they are too nice. I don’t have that problem. I’m not sure that too many people want me to actually watch their kids. Is that wrong? That I don’t seem to be nice enough for people to want their kids here? Should I count my lucky stars and realize that I don’t get a pass to heaven? Good thing I’m not sold on the whole heaven thing anyway.


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