Mike Dariano


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What to do when a bomb goes off (parenting)

When I saw this mess I just laughed.  I smiled, looked at each pillow destroyer and smiled and laughed.  There was a time when I wouldn’t have done this.  There was a day in my parenting growth where I would have lost my shit when I saw this and brought down a parenting wrath like those rug rats have never seen before.  I didn’t. 

I forget where I read it but a parent was suggesting to just say yes to your kids more.  Let them do things when they ask within a certain range.  Yes they can have desserts, watch a bit more television, and take all the stuffing out of basement pillows because these things are no big deals and make life easier.  If I had come down hard on them like my good friend Jack McCoy the rest of our day would have been affected.

It reminds me of the Robert Frost poem – the literal version - which I have changed a bit here:

Two paths diverged upon entering the basement mess, I took the one where little things remain little things, And that has made all the difference. 

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