Yes, my children are kinda mad at me, and I am okay with that. They are currently grounded, which means no tv, video games, or playing with friends. They have been mad at me pretty much since I grounded them yesterday. Why are they grounded? Well, I sometimes let the kids play in the backyard if I can see them from the window. However, I don’t let the kids play or ride bikes in the alley behind our house unless I am right there because they are still little in my opinion, and we have some neighbors that don’t seem to understand the difference between a racetrack and an alleyway. My children have friends that play back there. However, my rule is still no playing back there unless I am there. They broke that rule yesterday.
I am sure that the other children’s parents may see me as a bit strict, but I am okay with that as well. I have my reasons as well as scars to show why I choose my stance on this matter. Scars you ask? Yes, scars. You see, I was hit by a careless driver some years ago who made an illegal left turn while I crossed the street at a cross walk. I have a nice star-shaped scar, bald spot, and deal with a list of issues from what happened that day. I was an adult when it happened, but I am lucky that it wasn’t worse. It has caused me a lot of problems though, and I will live with those problems most likely for the rest of my life.
My husband has the same opinion as me. However, for him, it hits even closer to home. My husband was around my children’s ages when he was hit by a tractor. He lost partial sight in one eye, has no sense of smell, had to have partial face reconstruction, and has dealt with many problems over the years that no child should have to endure.
So my husband and I are mean parents. However, we have good reason to be, and we will continue being Mean Mama and Daddy as long as it ensures the safety of our children.