Page 9 - Perfect Parents, Perfect Children, and Other Fairy Tales
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I know one mother that wasn’t any more than a
       housekeeper. She had almost nothing to do with her

       children, and when she did, the children felt like
       they were a nuisance to her. She kept the house
       clean but spent as much time as she could in her

       bedroom, apparently trying to escape having to
       spend time with her little ones.


       I know that at least one of those children feels very
       hurt by her lack of involvement. Perhaps she never
       yelled at them. Perhaps she never was impatient.


       But she didn’t do very much right, either.


       She didn’t teach them to cook, to sew, or to clean.
       It was much easier to just do it herself. She didn’t

       teach them piano or gardening or even how to get
       along with other people. She didn’t take them
       swimming. She sent them there on their own, riding

       their bikes.

       That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Every parent

       needs a break. But what was glaringly obvious was
       that she just plain didn’t want her children around

       and sent them away every chance she could find.

       She did dye Easter eggs with her children once. She

       didn’t smile at all the whole time, and it was clear
       that she was anxious to get the whole ordeal over
       with as soon as possible.


       But most of all, she didn’t ask how their school day





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