Attitude of Gratitude: the sweat of my brow. There are advantages to growing up with lean means. It meant vacations camping instead of hotels. I wouldn't trade those memories. It meant entertaining ourselves instead of entertainment systems: for example, where I grew up in the Midwest, yards didn't have fences, so backyards were one long park to chase fireflies in. By age eleven, I worked full time summers and Christmas vacations babysitting three kids for $20 a week. From then on I bought my own clothes. Before the nineth grade, my cousin and I planned our own vacation--visiting relatives--which included me purchasing my own flight back by myself to LAX. We didn't go to movies; we read books, the books we walked a mile to the library to get. The most hated chore was doing my own ironing by age ten, which was essential in the days before wrinkle free arrived. Besides the other life lessons our parents taught us, this sweat of my brow was so valuable, I've wanted to pass it on to my children.
"By the sweat of your face you will eat bread."
Genesis 3:19
In seminary, I saw some of the other wives having sticker shock, when the newly married moved away from mommy and daddy's standard of living to slim pickings of grad school married life. I was glad that I was already used to frugal living.
When the children were little, I always felt like the pooper scooper at the end of their parade. "Cleaning with kids in the house is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos," or "Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing," (Phyllis Diller).
In my days of what was thought chronic fatigue, my children learned to do a lot by themselves by necessity. Jay could vacuum a tri-level 3,000 square house by himself by eight years old, for money of course. They made their own lunches, Laura remembers even from her kindergarten days. But there are certain children to whom cleaning their own rooms is as overwhelming as climbing Mt. Everest. My firstborn was that way and my youngest. Today I worked beside Hank to do a more thorough cleaning than he was able to accomplish by himself and it was an unusually pleasant time.
Now, the job lowest on the totem pole is picking up the yard, dog duty. Usually, he does it only after bribes and threats, and wailing and gnashing of teeth and group effort. In some gravitational pull of the summer solestice or something, he decided on his own that he would do it all by himself for the small sum it provides and did a throrough job of it at that. Wonders never cease. My mother remembered my grandmother saying, "I'm not raising any helpless southern boys," the class of young males who had been waited on and served by slaves. Her sons learned to cook, clean, among many other lessons. There was no "woman's work." In our house the division of labor has always been whoever has the most time and energy. I'm proud of the hard workers my children grew up being.
Day #2 Review of Cleaning House, a Mom's 12-Month Experiment to Rid Her Home of Youth Entitlement
"Work is not something to protect boys from; it is something to lead boys toward."
Michael Gurian, "The Wonder of Boys"
"Lesson 101 for children is personal responsibility; without this they are helpless to accomplish their God given purpose. The cornerstone of personal responsibility is the character trait of Work. To teach your children to work, to produce, to accept responsibility, for results, to bear the burden of completing a task that meets expectations is the foundation for their maturity into adults."
Chuck Bentley, Crown Financial Ministries
Kay Wyma, the author of Cleaning House, used to organize events at the White House. Now she decided to organize her household on not entitling her children, but empowering them. She lists the benefits:
1. It will teach them responsibility.
2. It will make them better citizens.
3. It will build self-esteem.
4. I won't have to do it myself or look at it anymore!
The author quotes Jean Twenge, a professor of psychology at San Diego State University and the coauthor of
The Narcissism Epidemic, "Their parents act like their servants, shuttling them to any activity they choose and catering to their every desire. Parents are constantly telling their children how special and talented they are. This gives them an inflated view of their specialness compared
to other human beings. Instead of feeling good about themselves, they feel better than everyone else...They grew up in a bubble, so they get into the real world and they start to feel lost and helpless. Kids who always have problems solved for them believe that they don't know how to solve problems. And they're right--they don't!"
Mama's don't let your kids grow up to be the center of the universe; that's God's spot.
Tomorrow, Day #3 Review of book.