Last night after I finally stopped by pity party my thoughts turned to my kids. One of the things I was frustrated about last night was the fact that my kids never do anything. Ever. They come home, turn on the t.v. and veg until dinner. Now, I know, this is completely and totally my fault. I need to be the adult and take charge and make them turn off the t.v. and have a life. But often I am consumed with Ian when he gets home and turns on the destruction so I leave the other kids to themselves. My kids have no social life. I listened as Matthais called 5 friends yesterday. None of them could play but really I am worried that none of them wanted to play... with him. Millie never plays with a friend unless I MAKE her call one. No one is begging to play with her. Am I passing on my issues with friends to my kids? Unlike my kids I WANT friends and a social life. They seem very content staying home. Part of the problem is that we do not live in the social part of the neighborhood. There is exactly 8 young kids on my street and I own 4 of them. It's not like it was for me when I was a kid when I could walk across the street or down the street a few houses or next door to find a friend. I'm sure it doesn't help that my kids do not go to our neighborhood school and is not socializing with other neighborhood kids at school. And then, you add in Ian. Millie's friends NEVER want to play here, which I don't blame them, I wouldn't either. Needless to say, we do not have kids knocking on the door or calling. This breaks my heart because I feel like my kids deserve to have friends and play like kids do. Every time I visit Suzanne and our old house and witness the kids running around the neighborhood I question our move here. I really feel I've given my kids a disservice by moving them to an "older" neighborhood. Or, is there plenty of opportunities for friends but my kids are just too "odd" to fit in? I don't know but I do know this. Today is a no t.v. day for my kids... And tomorrow too. There will be whining and crying and lots of boobing but I am the adult, I can be in charge. They are just going to have to find something else to do.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
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As I read this, I felt like I was reading things I have said time and time again. My kids don't have friends knocking at the door and they don't play with anyone after school usually either. I have often felt guilty for this and wished we lived somewhere that they could just step outside the door and have someone to play with. (We don't have kids near us either) I too wish that they had friends to play with. One day as I was expressing my concerns to a friend, she said something that made me feel a little better. She said it's a good thing they like it at home and enjoy being there. That means you're doing something right. Your kids have a place they feel comfortable, a place they feel loved, a place they want to be. That is a wonderful thing. So I pass that on to you. Your kids are not odd and they may not play with many others, but at least they know they are loved and feel secure in your home. But even with that, I do understand the worry and concern you have, I have those same concerns for my children also. (sorry for such a long comment!!)
I feel your pain too angi! after living in our previous ward, with all the kids playing in the culd-a-sac together, and the kind neighbors in the taylors, it is painful to live here, on a street where there are no kids available for play, let alone friendly happy neighbors who love my kids and who i'd trust to watch my children. I also wonder if i just don't fit in here or if live on the wrong side of the ward for friends, but my kids would gladly have a friend over if there were any available. Someday i hope i'm lucky enough to purchase a home in a kid friendly neighborhood like our 'ole PG ward. oh and you are super friendly, so if you are worried about your kids not having friends cuz of somthign you're doing, then don't. you're very out going and friendly! :)
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