Speech Impedideideiment

Let’s be honest. Kids cannot always speak correctly. I am speaking from experience here. I could not say the letter “R” correctly until I was six years old. Yeah. Try being named Rachel Mary when you can’t say “R.” I remember my mother threw a party for her good friend Rob, and as a gag, she had written on the cake “Happy Birthday Wob.” Everyone in class thought that I was named Wachel Mawy for a good three years. Let’s just say that I got a lot of crap in kindergarten. I had to go to speech class once a week, and whenever I got close to saying it right, I would get some sort of prize. When I finally grasped the letter, I got to pick my own prize out of the teachers’ bucket. Talk about an exciting day.
It is cute though, now that I’m older. It is the sweetest thing when a kid cannot say something right, or when they just forget how to say it. It makes us all go “awe” to ourselves. Just think about it from the kid’s perspective from a minute. You get people laughing at you and you just can’t figure out what you’re doing wrong and how to fix it.

Taken for Granted

When I was a child, I always dreamed of running away. I thought that I could take care of myself by bringing a can of tuna and a blanket. I thought that my parents were doing a horrible job and that I could make it on my own. I attempted to run away a few times, but I never made it past the end of the driveway. My mom would come out with the video camera and ask me what I was doing. I would get defensive and say that I was running away. She would just say “okay” and let me go on my way. My brother and I tried to run away together a few times and by the time we got a hundred yards from the house, we would realize how foolish we were being.
Watching the videos now makes me realize how ridiculous I was. I wonder how I got it in my head that I could actually survive on my own. Now that I do not need my mother as much, I wish that I were a kid again so that I could have someone to take care of me. I wish I would have taken better advantage of having someone cook for me every night and wake me up for school in the morning. Now that I am in college, I realize that there is a lot that I took for granted.

HissyFit

What happens to us as adults is much different from what happens to children. We react a lot differently to things. Children often throw temper tantrums. We do occasionally, if we are being honest. They are just much more dramatic about it. I remember being seven years old and thinking it was the end of the world when I was not allowed to go across the street to play at Brittany’s house. I would literally sit in my room crying for an hour. I thought that my life could not get any worse than it was at that point. I would pitch a fit on a regular basis. Now that I am older, I realize that there are much more serious things than being forced to eat my green beans.
Most kids think that it is impossible for things to get worse in these situations. They are young though and have no idea how hard the world can be. Their family is all that they really know. They do not know the struggles that people face, so everything is a big deal to them. They also do not know how to control themselves. Partly because they do not know what is socially acceptable.

SweetTooth

I have spent many of my years babysitting. I always loved kids when I was younger and I know how they act. Little boys always get shy when they are around older girls. All of last summer, I ended up watching these two twin boys. They were six years old. Going into the job, I thought they would be a handful. Most people go running when they hear “two six-year-old boys.” On the first day, I realized that they were the most respectful boys I’d ever met. They would get riled up sometimes, but calm down the second I started counting. They would always clean up their mess and everything they ate was healthy.
One day I distinctly remember I went over to their house and we were all eating lunch. While they were eating their all-organic vegan chicken nuggets, I pulled out a fruit roll-up. They looked at me and asked me what it was. I let them try it and you would have thought that they were tasting heaven itself. They were bouncing off the walls for the next three hours. It was probably the most sugar they had ever had. I can understand wanting your children to eat healthy, but I can’t understand depriving them of normal child food. At least give them a treat every once in a while.

Copycat

Along with my last post, it is also true that children will repeat what you do. Sure, they will say what you say, but they will also do what you do. I remember when I was younger I used to sit in the bathroom and watch my mom do her make-up. Without realizing it, when I got older I did my make-up just as my mother did. Aside from the fact that everyone I know tells me that I look just like my mother, they also tell me that I act like her. Because she raised me without my father for most of my life, I ended up with many of her qualities. On the other hand, I am very sarcastic, just like my father.
My theory is that we all develop into what our peers and parents shape us to be. They are the deciding factors of the people that we are. Children copy their parents. So watch out what you do in front of them because they are an open book.

Footsteps

When children are born, they start with a clean slate. They know nothing of the world, and it is up to the parents of the child to teach it. This explains why practically every child ends up just like one of its parents. The parents sculpt the child into what they are going to be and what they are going to say. Hence, children whose parents cuss will most likely end up cussing.
Children are minis of their parents. They are like a little clone of them. Just like mini-me. They copy what their parents do and they are constantly watching their parents and those around them. Therefore, those of you that have children, or have them around you, watch out. Whether you know it or not, you are creating the personality of a child with what you do and say every day.