We love visiting home for the summers. We love hanging out with grandparents, aunts/uncles, and cousins. But I’m not going to lie – the routines going upside down, soda up the wazoo and the spoiling makes me want to pull my hair out.
What happened to 8 p.m. bedtime? What happened to no soda? What happened to limited screen time?
I think I’m pretty flexible when it comes to my kids. On vacation mode I let many things fly. Bedtimes are the first to go. I start mixing water in their sodas. You get the picture.
But there are a few red lines, and I think I’m not asking for a lot if I stand by a few rules. Like sweets before dinner. Or getting what you want after throwing a tantrum. No way.
I think some in my family might see me as a meanie while denying my child ice cream at dinner time, but to me it’s unacceptable to give in. It means my child is hungry and he/she needs food, not empty calories.
And as parents I think we can’t always be strict, especially among extended family. We have to pick our battles. And I don’t mind letting elders spoil my kids, within limits.
But I should be there to supervise and step in. I’d like to just hand over my duties so I get a vacation, too. But then I’d lose my title as Mama the Great.
We’ve been entrusted with taking care of and raising a generation, and I’d hate to screw it up because I was lazy.
I like the power I have to deny a lollipop or another cookie. I just hope it doesn’t go to my head….