@ayyylmaobruhhh@Sim2Mike@marcel_aromeh So the parent that did nothing wrong except have a child with a person who refuses to co-parent except on their own terms is a failure at life? You’re retarded
A friend just had a baby, and I’ve been thinking about this while we pack up for vacation and head to our summer spot.
If you can afford it, spend the money to do things with your family.
Not because your kids need luxury, they don’t.
But because novel places, new routines, smells, sounds, water, food, plane rides, late nights, all of it, tends to stick. Kids are more likely to form early memories around experiences that are sensory-rich, emotional, and different from the normal rhythm of home.
That was all I needed to hear once I became a parent.
If you need to make the side jar. Skip some other nonsense and bullshit you spend money on. Take the trip. Rent that house. Do the small weekend thing. Go to the beach. Go wherever you can with them to get them out of the routine.
One life. One childhood. One real shot at building the memories they carry with them. You start to really think deeply on this once you realize how fast time passes.
@HillsEmilyJ@MackerelMc@pinpulleddrmf Even though the delivery was a little combative, Mackerel had a good question and it’s cool to know the answer so thank you
Saw this FB post asking ‘what’s your idea of fun’ with the response ‘dead-staring into a campfire & listening to 90’s rock.’
Well I had a perfect spot to do just that tonight with my son for the first time.
Spent 2-3 hours looking for firewood, batoning some with a log and knife to get to something dry (6 days of heavy rain).
Split off tons of tinder (more than I needed cause I was having fun), staged it all in the fire-pit, and went inside to take a load off.
Maybe 10 minutes later I noticed it was a little louder outside than normal (staying in a creekside cabin in the mountains.)
Looked outside and saw the rain picking up fast. Thought “shoot do I have a tarp?!” Nope.
Even looked at two when packing and said “nah I don’t need ‘em,” yet packed everything else I’d ever need.
Then I remembered I had an old blanket from high school 18 years ago with a waterproof side. Ran to the car, grabbed it, and covered up my newly soaked tinder, kindling, firewood and every size of wood in between.
All this work so I could start an epic bonfire to roast marshmallows with my 4 year old son.
We weren’t able to start that fire tonight, our second of two nights here.
But, I would happily spend another 2, 4, 8, 16 hours cutting firewood and whittling marshmallow roasting sticks just to give him the chance to potentially have the most epic night he could ever imagine.
All I wanted was our first vacation together to be the best it could possibly be.
As always, thank you God for keeping us safe on our trip so far.
So, yea, that’s my idea of fun.
@whereshammy87@StraightFlorida That north Jersey accent is horrendous, people are surprised when I say I’m from Jersey because I don’t have an accent. That’s cause I’m from South Jersey
@BeardedBitcoins Amen brother, if only I could keep the doors open and keep the swarm of love bugs and weird, aggressive, yellow-ish flies out of my house