Okay, I have been feeling guilty about something for years and I have to get this off my chest...
At two, my son knew what drive thru's were for. I would pull up at a window and he would start ordering from his car seat in the back. "Cheeseburger, fries, DONUT". (We had a Krispy Kreme a few miles from the house
).
Anyway, I have been comparing myself and my child rearing escapades to my own childhood for a while now. You see, I lived on a small farm. There were no drive thru's close by. Eating out was a REAL treat. I learned early on how to plant, nuture, harvest, and preserve my own veggies. I have spent many an uncomfortable hour picking blackberries (which only grow in WEEDS). I even raised calves on the bottle...and promptly ate them later! In short, I was a farm girl and I was taught survival skills.
So now I feel guilty. My kids think the farm at their grandparents is just a place to play. They wouldn't know a hoe if they dropped one on their toe. But, they know the menus of most fast food places by heart, and they can tell you which local restaurants have the best play places, burgers, etc.
But I have decided to no longer feel guilty. You see, I was raised on a farm and needed to know those farmishy kind of things. My kids are in town, and I figure I am just teaching them modern, URBAN survival skills.
Right????
At two, my son knew what drive thru's were for. I would pull up at a window and he would start ordering from his car seat in the back. "Cheeseburger, fries, DONUT". (We had a Krispy Kreme a few miles from the house
).Anyway, I have been comparing myself and my child rearing escapades to my own childhood for a while now. You see, I lived on a small farm. There were no drive thru's close by. Eating out was a REAL treat. I learned early on how to plant, nuture, harvest, and preserve my own veggies. I have spent many an uncomfortable hour picking blackberries (which only grow in WEEDS). I even raised calves on the bottle...and promptly ate them later! In short, I was a farm girl and I was taught survival skills.
So now I feel guilty. My kids think the farm at their grandparents is just a place to play. They wouldn't know a hoe if they dropped one on their toe. But, they know the menus of most fast food places by heart, and they can tell you which local restaurants have the best play places, burgers, etc.
But I have decided to no longer feel guilty. You see, I was raised on a farm and needed to know those farmishy kind of things. My kids are in town, and I figure I am just teaching them modern, URBAN survival skills.
Right????
