Let me start by saying I can be a lazy mom. If you haven’t gathered that by now, I think you might need to seek some counsel. Either way, I was laying on the sofa this week, eating Bon Bons and watching my shows (you know, just like all of us lazy moms) and read this article about a mom chastised for showing pictures of her kids doing chores.
Sanctimommies lit their torches and charged the gates on this woman’s child-rearing techniques. She was called lazy, told to hire a maid and lambasted for being the next Miss Hannigan.
Like, I know you sanctimommies love being right, but I am going to have to tell you you’re fucking insane.
First of all, have you ever tried to teach a kid to clean something? Let me just bring you up to speed since your maids seem to be taking care of the lion’s share of things, lately.
This took place four minutes ago at my house:
Me: We need to pick up these crayons.
4: Oh man! All of them?
Me: Yes, all of them.
4: But, WHHHHYYYYYYYY?!
Me: I don’t want the dog pooping the rainbow again. It’s gotta be done.
4: Okay. *picks up three of the 347 on the floor* Done.
Me: *Deep breath* You need to get them all. You see that one by your foot?
4: Where? *Looking at ceiling*
Me: *Eyeball twitching* By your foot. That grows at the end of your leg.
4: *Looking directly at it* I don’t see it.
Me: *Sweat dripping down my forehead* Wiggle your toes. You’ll touch it.
4: Ohhhhhh! Got it.
This is what it’s like teaching a child to clean up after himself. If you think this is the lazy parenting approach, you’ve got another thing coming. I would 100000% rather pick up the crayons than have to go through that routine another 346 times.
Secondly, here’s the thing, for your argument of “let kids be kids” and play games and lay around like Julius Caesar. My plan is to not let adults be kids. Meaning, I don’t want my adorable four year old who can’t find a crayon become an unfortunate 40 year old, living in my basement and on Hoarders season 63 amongst his newspaper collection and tribe of hamsters.
It is important to teach your kids to clean. I am living proof that if your kids don’t know how to clean they become parents who don’t know how to clean. No, it isn’t fun. Yes, it’s easier to pick it up yourself, but I will be DAMNED if you’re going to tell me this is the easy way out.
Now, back to these crayons. *Cleansing breath.*