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son why isn't there an option of "nothing"?
I don't know what it is but what do your kids mean to you? world, everything, life or heart?
son why isn't there an option of "nothing"?
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where's the "all of the above" option?
Its probably everything, for people who have kids. dont have children myself.
Nice sig!
it should be world, everything might win
heart is a darkhorse, then again life is life
Dude. Your sig. Holy . I just came
It's a weird poll, but until you have kids you think people are being dramatic when they say they'd step in front of a train for their kids or fight off wild animals for them. Once you have kids, you get it. Your heart aches when they're sad. You're happy when they're happy. You think about them all the time and gladly make sacrifices so they can be happy.
All of the above would be great.
My daughter is everything to me.
I don't have any kids. And don't want any kids. So, much like Dark Helmut being Lone Starr's Fathers brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate, it means ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
Also, and not to on anyone here, the whole "my kids are my life/world/heart/inspiration/etc" thing is such a canned response. While it's true that most everyone loves their kids, it's the kind of thing a parent almost has to say regardless of whether their kids are angels or straight up monsters.
I've talked to some parents who don't like their kids and will say it. While I love my kids I don't always like their at ude or behavior. Canned response? Yes, you can call it that but it is, for me at least, a very true canned response.
You said that nicer than I would have ... Thanks Joe!!
I love my kids regardless of if they are monsters or not.
I'm sure your parents loved you anyway, in spite of everythingJust teasing you Strike
tax incentive.
great thread.
It's a weird poll because all the choices pretty much mean the same thing to me. But for sure I know that my kids are the reason I was put on this earth.
If you stepped in front of a train to save his life, the only thing that would happen is the both of you die.
You are looking at it the wrong way. Those phrases are a cliche for a reason. I mean, I just changed daycares for my daughter. She is 22 months old. The new daycare has 3 playgrounds so that they are playing on age appropriate gear (the old one had one, and the gear was good for her age, not so good in a year or more). They have a pool so that when she is 3 or older she can start playing in the pool and getting free swimming lessons (no pool for the old). The daycare takes kids after 5 years old (old one didn't) with a school bus to pick them up from school and take them there. They have a clearly defined and organized lesson plan (the other had a lesson plan but it was a little fuzzy). They have 2 teachers per class instead of one (though the classes are a little bigger, so the teacher/student ratio isn't quite half of what it was at the old one, but still favors the new one). On top of all of this, the cost of attendance is $24 less a week ($31 less per week if I pay by the month, the old one had no such monthly payment deal). The new one takes credit cards, so I can get rewards points for paying for her daycare, the old one took cash or check. We don't have checks, so we almost always ended up paying an atm fee of $2 if we forgot to hit the bank on the way to work. This is just about the easiest decision ever, right?? On top of all this, I am never EVER emotional about a financial decision, and this one is so totally clear that it is unbelievable. Then as the time got closer, I started realizing, she has been going there (old one) since she was 6 mos old. I KNOW that the people working there love her (when I brought her in the morning they fight over whose class she gets to go into until the teacher for her class comes in about a half hour after I drop her off). Then as it got even closer, I dropped her off one day (later than usual), and she promptly started walking up to each of the kids in her class, saying their names, and giving them a hug and a kiss. Her teacher's name was miss jamila, she called her "mama." Then my fiance' got sick in her last week there, so I had to start picking her up, and saw her saying goodbye to all of the teachers by name "wu wu" for miss lulu, etc. Jesus Christ! This decision that is the clearest ever became so clouded. I was deciding to hurt my 22 month old daughter. I was ripping her from all her friends. Yes the other one has better amenities, but does that replace the friendship and love that she is losing with her peers and teachers? What if the new one has kids that are mean to her? What if the new teachers are flippant and disinterested. This supposedly clear decision that is for her good and the good of the family could ruin her. Then the old one offered to price match (damn did that make it tough), but I had to force myself to go through with it. Then we had to show up 30 mins early on the first day for a little orientation and when we left she grabbed my leg, then my fiance's leg harder than I had ever seen her grab before, just crying and howling. When I got to my car, I was totally broken. What had I done? I called and checked on her an hour or so later, and they said she was happily playing. When I picked her up she seemed content with the other kids, then saw me and smiled and squealed. She has been there a week and a half, still cries when we drop her off, but seems content when we pick her up. I am still having trouble with this, but it is lessening. This small 22 month old completely and utterly broke down this rational, logical, emotionally disciplined almost 30 year old man, without doing anything . . . at all.
THAT is why she is my world, everything, heart, life, savior, direction, and any other cliche you want to throw my way. Because it is true.
LOL. good thread. having a baby is like getting a pet that eventually learns to talk.
It wasn't easy for them, that's for sure.I'm sure your parents loved you anyway, in spite of everything
I applaud all of you who do everything you can to give your children a good home, love and stability. If I offended anyone with my post, I sincerely apologize. For those of you who put your kids' lives before your own, you all deserve respect. My point was that some parents say things like "my kids are my life" and whatever, yet treat their kids like a burden.
My ex-sister in law is like that. It just bothers me when I see parents who say "I love my kids more than anything" only to act like their children cramp their style. Again, I'm not accusing ANYONE on this board. I don't know any of you personally so there is no way I could make that claim.
I was adopted. My parents gave me a great life that my birth parents could never have given me. I was incredibly lucky to be adopted and raised by people who loved me unconditionally and taught be good and honest values. I have younger siblings from my birth mother that grew up horribly because my birth mother put her drug addictions before the needs of her children. But her kids are her life. She says it all the time so it must be true, right?
I haven't met my kids. Yet.
wheres the option for receiving welfare payments?
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