Georgia passed her trial for her first ever Saturday job. We are so proud of her.
A bit of surprise when I looked in my tank today.
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Kids can be so clumsy at times. Well this time we don’t have the money to get it fixed yet. She will have to learn to live without her iPad for the time being.
Got a few things done today that I needed to get done. Chilli Con Carni for tea tonight
The girls kindly took over vlogging duties today and did a great job.
How many of you parent out there are parent of teenagers? How many of you teenager parents have the daily chore of trying to bite your tongue when the said teenager, will not listen to what you have to say, and would rather start shouting at you and slamming doors and muttering under their breath? I bet theres a few of you not saying ‘yep, thats me.’
Well Dee and myself are in that predicament. I don’t know what it is that changes nice lovable children into something that makes Kevin from Harry Enfields ‘Kevin and Perry’ look angelic. I sometimes wonder if theres been some sort of Government experiment with airborne pathogens, which targets only older children about to turn into their teen years and makes them into some hideous, monsterous, bundle of negativity and anger. Anyone who has seen the TV show ‘The Walking Dead’ will know what I am talking about.
I know, I know, before anyone says it, times have changed but give me a break, if I had spoken to my parents the way some kids, including mine, talk to their parents these days, I would not be around today to tell the tale.
I know I am going to get shot down in flames for this but I really do sometimes think that, some kids these days need a good hiding, like we would of got when we were younger. Before anyone jumps on the megaphone and yells at me, I DO NOT mean going over the top and beating the living daylights out of them. In my opinion, there is too much nanny state rubbish these days that say stupid things like ‘ you cannot smack your child’, or ‘ you cannot slap your child across the back of the legs, or children must be allowed to air or express their anger or frustration or punishing or chastising them will stunt their development. Sorry but to me this is a complete load of bollox. Nearly as bad as certain people screaming ‘human rights’ ever time someone says or does something they don’t like.
I know times have changed but harking back to when I was a kid / teenager, if I did something wrong, I would be terrified of what punishment lay round the corner once my parents found out, especially my mother, who was the boss of the house. I remember getting the slipper across my backside many a time, until the day it didn’t hurt any more and I just laughed. BIG MISTAKE!!. The next time, it was a belt. Not the buckle, but folded in two so I got the leather. Boy did that sting. I wasn’t laughing so much then. In them days, if my parents asked me to do something, I bloody well did it. There was once I got into trouble with the police for smashing someones window while throwing putty from a building site. Oh how the brown stuff hit the fan that time. I was terrified about what would happen once I got home. Also in them days, we were frightened of the police. You may think I’m talking about the 50’s or 60’s, but I’m not. I’m talking just the 1980’s. Still to this day I show the police respect, not like the toerags that walk about in gangs and try to frighten everyone that dares look at them.
Anyway, I digress. The point I am trying to get to and miserably failing at is, that some teenagers of today, at times, do not seem to be respectful of older people, even their parents. With their eye rolling and head wobble, and gangster walks. Ask them to do a small task like wash some dishes or tidy their stuff away, and you would think they had been asked to decipher and explain the Voynich manuscript.
Where our daughter is concerned, we have tried confiscating her phone and tablet and stopping her watching TV, but after a while she gets used to that so it doesn’t become so much of a punishment anymore.
How do you as parents, deal with disrespect, temper tantrums, slamming of doors, screaming, and all the other niceties that teenagers come out with.
We need advice as we are stuck for options as nothing seems to work these days.
On Saturday, we took Gee to the Admiral Young Driver sessions for her first ever drive of a car. She loved it. ( although she played it down a bit afterwards ). He is some footage followed by Gee’s and my views on it.
Just had a mad rush to school to pick Gee up. I received a phone call from her teacher saying she wasn’t feeling well and asked me to come and pick her up. This is very unlike Gee. She is not the type of kid to leave school. She normally battles through anything to stay there. Like all kids, theres things about school she doesn’t like but leaving school is not an option normally for her. She would rather complete the day. So as it is, if she has to come home, or says in the morning she doesn’t feel well and does not want to go to school, we know something isn’t right.
Hopefully it’s just some bug thats doing the rounds at the moment. She’s got pains in various places and a headache and feeling dizzy.
Well we are back. The doc isn’t sure what it is. She’s sent off a urine test and arranged an ultrasound incase it’s appendicitis or gall stones but she doesn’t think it either of these. She’s expecting it all to come back clear. I just hope Gee starts to feel better soon.
Today is the first anniversary of the passing of my Dad. I still cannot believe he has gone. He had such a nice caring nature about him and never had a bad word to say about anyone. He had so many stories to tell about his life, and jobs working in the Merchant Navy and on the railways fixing the tracks. I also learned he was a good cook. I always thought it was my Mam that was the cook in the house, but it turns out my Dad knew quite a bit as well. Like many older couples, it was the woman of the house that did the main cooking in the household, which is why I never saw my Dad doing it.
After my Mother passed away in January 2013, I spent every day with him, helping him try to get his life back together. He did amazingly well up until he got too ill and had to be admitted to hospital, and then went downhill quickly when his cancer really took hold. From that point, all he wanted was to be with his wife again. At the end, he passed away, with me holding his hand and telling him that I loved him. His wish had finally come true and he is now up there in heaven and reunited with my Mam, and my Brother, James. I still have my Dad’s ashes, which I promised to scatter on my Mam’s grave. I will do it, when I can bring myself to do and when it feels like the right time.
Today though, is a day to remember my Dad, and the wonderful person he was.