Your Child, Not Your Property
My husband was playing with my daughter at the dinner table and was having cute little conversations with her. He tickled her underarm (which she normally thinks is hilarious) and suddenly she said “DON’T tickle me.” And that was that. Wes apologized and told her he wouldn’t.
Children are born to us, they are our blessed responsibility, a gift even. But they are not our property. If I lean in, to give my daughter a hug and she says that she doesn’t want a hug, I do not give her a hug at that moment. I do shower her with love and affection all the time, but if she states a preference that at that time, she does not wish for me to hug her, I respect her wishes.
you were really cute until that offensive joke spewed out of your mouth: a guide to how to not be my future lover by me.
therearecertainshadesoflimelight:
Your sentimental attachment is grotesque. Even you must realize how worthless they are. Such a savage world. Its scientific achievements paltry. Its weapons unimpressive.
Best thing you’ll see today.
(Source: legendofjustice)
Someone put a framed picture of Bill Cosby with all the awards at my school. It’s been there for three weeks now.
Alright, so this picture was taken down a few months ago, which was quite devastating. But now, some of the school computers aren’t working. Why is that, you may ask?
Bill Cosby has returned, this time to the log-in screen of our computers.
