Funny how the posts that garner the most views and/or attention tend towards being combative, or having a harsher tone. Not sure what that says about myself, or casual readers. Not that my rant about being a better parent to our over zealous little ones deserves as much traffic as it got. Could have been the use of the term *shitty kids*, or perhaps my going on about being an active parent and dealing healthily with said children, by engaging with them, steering that energy into something fun elsewhere, or taking ownership of your kids habits and working within them with love and affection to create a pathway towards self regulation that doesn’t feel like a punishment. Not going to lie, I was angry. Not about the kids, they’re kids. I was mad at the parents whom abdicated their responsibility and just let whatever shit was happening go down unchecked. That is what set me off. Not really the child’s fault when they aren’t even five yet. If your folks check out, and you can run about freely, shouting and carrying on, that tells me, mum & dad just sat down, pulled out their phones and have lost interest in you entirely. Which sucks. Sorry to see it. I’m guilty of it too. It wasn’t until I put the phone away at practice that I noticed just how much time my child spends looking over at me when working through the move sets, kicks and punches.
Welcome to Saturday morning. Another blisteringly cold morning late in February. Almost March, can you believe it. Two months down, as we slow march towards springtime, and the last few months of the school year. Time marches on. Ha. Enjoy your down time, while it lasts.
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