oh, the times, as a counselor, I wish that people were required to have parenting licenses. HOWEVER -" the who would be the issuer of that license" has ALWAYS made me glad we do not, even with the problems/sorrows we do have. js
I’m an EMT/EMT instructor, so I have a moderate knowledge and experience base. My daughters call for advice at times – often enough that a five year old granddaughter was telling people her “Papa” was a doctor. We smiled and disillusioned her.
(1) Mom, I’ll grant that you’re raising him to be very self-reliant, but one of the joys of our tender years is having mommy take care of our boo-boos.
(2) That said, I’m reminded of a very old (early 1960s?) Dave Berg “Lighter Side” strip from Mad magazine: The little kid comes running in with a boo-boo on his knee, and mommy offers to kiss it and make it better. But first, mommy washes it and applies anti-bacterial spray, followed by a sterile band-aid. Then mommy offers to kiss it.
“Oh, no!” the kid says. “You’re not getting your nasty germs all over my nice clean boo-boo.”
Doctor Toon over 3 years ago
If you had to have a license to be a parent, there would be far fewer parents
morningglory73 Premium Member over 3 years ago
Band-Aids won’t stick to wet fingers son.
Michael G. over 3 years ago
Welcome to your post-toddler years.
Saddenedby Premium Member over 3 years ago
oh, the times, as a counselor, I wish that people were required to have parenting licenses. HOWEVER -" the who would be the issuer of that license" has ALWAYS made me glad we do not, even with the problems/sorrows we do have. js
Ukko wilko over 3 years ago
I’m an EMT/EMT instructor, so I have a moderate knowledge and experience base. My daughters call for advice at times – often enough that a five year old granddaughter was telling people her “Papa” was a doctor. We smiled and disillusioned her.
cuzinron47 over 3 years ago
Self-medicating, the early years.
paullp Premium Member over 3 years ago
(1) Mom, I’ll grant that you’re raising him to be very self-reliant, but one of the joys of our tender years is having mommy take care of our boo-boos.
(2) That said, I’m reminded of a very old (early 1960s?) Dave Berg “Lighter Side” strip from Mad magazine: The little kid comes running in with a boo-boo on his knee, and mommy offers to kiss it and make it better. But first, mommy washes it and applies anti-bacterial spray, followed by a sterile band-aid. Then mommy offers to kiss it.
“Oh, no!” the kid says. “You’re not getting your nasty germs all over my nice clean boo-boo.”