I don't want my children to have to wade through the crap to get to the cream, you know. I want them to be aware that I struggled to live with and tell my truth, and that it was a decent thing.
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It's not about what you tell your children, but how you show them how to live life.
My kids have always been allowed to have dessert. My husband thinks I'm too free and easy about that kind of stuff, but my kids will throw out a half-eaten ice cream cone if they've had enough, which I've never in my life been able to do.
I am afraid we must make the world honest before we can honestly say to our children that honesty is the best policy.
The thing with children is they're a bit like baking a fruitcake: you throw all the ingredients in but you never know how they're going to turn out.
I don't want the kids to go through want I went through.
I've convinced myself - I hope I'm right - that children despair of you if you don't tell them the truth.
I don't particularly like children. That sounds awful, but I have nothing to say to them.
I never did allow anything to keep me from my kids. They're the most important part of my life.
I told my kids when they were little, 'Look, kids, your mother and I are screwing you up somehow. We don't understand how, or we wouldn't do it. But we're parents. So somehow we're damaging you, and I want you to know that early. So just ignore me when I go to that part of my parenting.'
I'm waiting for the day when my children cease to find my domestic propriety reassuring and actually find it annoying.
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