In which I practice self righteousness and holier than thou
Tomorrow I will pst Part II to my Hillbilly story. I promise. Meanwhile, I have some ranting to do.
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When you share the roof with someone (specifically my brother, his wife and their 2 children in this instance), and you have absolutely opposite parenting styles like night and day, it can lead to a lot of stressful moments. There is also very little you can do or say, because who are you to tell them how to parent their own child/ren. Of course, if they are harming their child/ren physically or emotionally, then you certainly have the right to say and do something. In fact, I think you are obligated to as a fellow parent. Otherwise, you’ll be just a loud mouth who should keep your traps shut.
Sigh. Maybe I will come up with something constructive that doesn’t sound so … judgemental. It is so hard not to be, if you know the whole situation . . . And the children will benefit, everyone will benefit, if there are ‘improvements’ implemented.
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The other thing is, people! Stop with the DS and DD and DH etc. already!!! It’s super annoying. They have a name. If you don’t want to use their name publicly, then make one up. Otherwise type it out! Son. Daughter. Husband. It’s that simple!!! Gah.
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