Sunday, Nov. 19, 1995 Margret is 8 years old
Dear Margret,
I was very disappointed to hear that you and Jasmine took Trina's money to spend at the David Gourley Craft Fair.
When you become old enough to attend the temple one of the questions you will be asked before you can go is, "Are you honest in your dealings with your fellow man?" That means being honest with everyone all the time. It's a lot easier if you begin now.
Love, Mom
P.S. I'm sorry for whacking your bottom (once) with a book. I must try harder to be more polite with you.
You are very precious to me and I hope we can stay friends.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
A Little "Bit" of Energy
Wednesday, August 30, 1995 Margret is 8 years old and beginning second grade...
Dear Margret,
You are excited about the beginning of school. On the second day you were ready to leave by 7:30 a.m. Dad said we should put a bit in your mouth and a rein (like a horse) to use your energy. We kept you busy til 8:15 a.m..
You fell asleep in the chair at 8 p.m. last night -- before your piano lesson turn. You played at a friend's house yesterday afternoon.
(At this time Margret's Aunt Karen came to our house to give all her nieces piano lessons).
September 23, 1995 Sunday
Dear Margret,
Now that school has started and I am working full time and driving to Springville every day (an hour each way) I don't get to see you very much. I miss you. Love, Mom
Dear Margret,
You are excited about the beginning of school. On the second day you were ready to leave by 7:30 a.m. Dad said we should put a bit in your mouth and a rein (like a horse) to use your energy. We kept you busy til 8:15 a.m..
You fell asleep in the chair at 8 p.m. last night -- before your piano lesson turn. You played at a friend's house yesterday afternoon.
(At this time Margret's Aunt Karen came to our house to give all her nieces piano lessons).
September 23, 1995 Sunday
Dear Margret,
Now that school has started and I am working full time and driving to Springville every day (an hour each way) I don't get to see you very much. I miss you. Love, Mom
Friday, March 11, 2011
On Being Ignored...
The thing about being a parent is there are no dress rehearsals. For better or for worse we blunder along.
Children are amazingly patient and long-suffering and, well, you decide...
Mom to 8 yr. old daughter: Have you ever had a friend who ignored you?
Daughter: Yes.
Mom: Who?
Daughter: (friend's name)
Mom: How do you feel when she ignores you?
Daughter: Like she doesn't care about me.
Mom: How else does it make you feel?
Daughter: Awful.
Mom: Why?
Daughter: Because I feel she doesn't like me or think about me.
Mom: What does it make you want to do?
Daughter: Cry.
Mom: What else?
Daughter: I feel like gatting her back and ignoring her or telling a grownup how I feel. One time when she ignored me I left.
Mom: Have you ever ignored anyone?
Daughter: Yes.
Mom: Who?
Daughter: My parents.
Mom: How do you think it makes us feel?
Daughter: Mad. Like I don't love you.
Mom: Why is it important not to ignore people?
Daughter: So they don't feel bad, sad, or left out.
Mom: Could it hurt you?
Daughter: Yes.
Mom: How?
Daughter: By making you have a cold feeling inside--that it wasn't the right thing.
Mom: How can you train yourself not to ignore your parents?
Daughter: That's a hard one.
Mom: What could you say?
Daughter: Yes Mom or Yes Dad.
Mom: What about looking at us?
Daughter: I'd do that.
Mom: How are you going to reward yourself? How about a card that we punch?
Daughter: And every time we get 10 we get to choose dinner.
Mom: And if you ignore again we start all over.
Children are amazingly patient and long-suffering and, well, you decide...
Mom to 8 yr. old daughter: Have you ever had a friend who ignored you?
Daughter: Yes.
Mom: Who?
Daughter: (friend's name)
Mom: How do you feel when she ignores you?
Daughter: Like she doesn't care about me.
Mom: How else does it make you feel?
Daughter: Awful.
Mom: Why?
Daughter: Because I feel she doesn't like me or think about me.
Mom: What does it make you want to do?
Daughter: Cry.
Mom: What else?
Daughter: I feel like gatting her back and ignoring her or telling a grownup how I feel. One time when she ignored me I left.
Mom: Have you ever ignored anyone?
Daughter: Yes.
Mom: Who?
Daughter: My parents.
Mom: How do you think it makes us feel?
Daughter: Mad. Like I don't love you.
Mom: Why is it important not to ignore people?
Daughter: So they don't feel bad, sad, or left out.
Mom: Could it hurt you?
Daughter: Yes.
Mom: How?
Daughter: By making you have a cold feeling inside--that it wasn't the right thing.
Mom: How can you train yourself not to ignore your parents?
Daughter: That's a hard one.
Mom: What could you say?
Daughter: Yes Mom or Yes Dad.
Mom: What about looking at us?
Daughter: I'd do that.
Mom: How are you going to reward yourself? How about a card that we punch?
Daughter: And every time we get 10 we get to choose dinner.
Mom: And if you ignore again we start all over.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
A Thank you note to an eight-year-old
Wednesday, August 9, 1995 Margret is 8 years old.
Dear Margret,
Thank you for clearing and wiping the table last night before going to bed. It makes such a difference to have uncomplaining help and cooperation.
Your piano practice is helping you sound much better, much more confident as you play.
Thank you for trying not to whine and for coming up with positive solutions to your problems.
Love, Mom.
Dear Margret,
Thank you for clearing and wiping the table last night before going to bed. It makes such a difference to have uncomplaining help and cooperation.
Your piano practice is helping you sound much better, much more confident as you play.
Thank you for trying not to whine and for coming up with positive solutions to your problems.
Love, Mom.
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