tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1079589059457212218.post1353624669782983174..comments2024-03-18T06:32:30.349-05:00Comments on Not Just Another Mother Blogger!: Finding FriendsTMWHickmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099277984216556857noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1079589059457212218.post-46038358450487362692011-07-11T13:59:46.865-05:002011-07-11T13:59:46.865-05:00My son turned 14 last week, and by some stroke of ...My son turned 14 last week, and by some stroke of luck, he somehow learned to have great self-confidence (he so did not get that from me). This means that he can wear silly hats, say goofy things, have his shirt on inside out and backwards and apparently know that the right folks will love him just the same (ok, he certainly gets love from me, as I am sure your lucky little man does 25 hours a day!).Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01294308714313220666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1079589059457212218.post-66195246700169458992011-07-10T21:37:29.047-05:002011-07-10T21:37:29.047-05:00Sounds like he has a good role model, Mom. :) When...Sounds like he has a good role model, Mom. :) When my son was little (he's 29 now) my husband worked for Hyatt Hotels and they moved us frequently, every 9-18 mos. I would literally take my son by the hand after we'd moved into a new neighborhood and go knock on doors looking for other kids his age. It sounds nuts, but it actually worked, and it gave me the opportunity to meet the parents at the same time. Within an hour he knew every kid on the block, and I had exchanged phone numbers with parents and chatted with them so our little ones wouldn't be off playing at a the home of a total stranger. I did it for my little boy; but I made some great friends in the bargain. :)Lisa Ricard Clarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05048410207952052295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1079589059457212218.post-62233912025760704292011-07-10T16:47:19.842-05:002011-07-10T16:47:19.842-05:00it's a tricky one...but ultimately, I agree th...it's a tricky one...but ultimately, I agree that we just can't make friends for our kids XXXJeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04090661112868706267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1079589059457212218.post-62377062988894505252011-07-10T12:59:08.054-05:002011-07-10T12:59:08.054-05:00So true - it is a hard thing to help a child do. L...So true - it is a hard thing to help a child do. Lading by example is often the best way - had not thought about the adult women wearing pink thing, but TOTALLY passing that along!Vanilla Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08857752710040192834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1079589059457212218.post-26262379159640703492011-07-10T09:52:15.430-05:002011-07-10T09:52:15.430-05:00One of the most difficult parts of parenting D is ...One of the most difficult parts of parenting D is my desire to help him cultivate healthy friendships. It amazes me that he can be as stubborn & assertive (aggressive at times) as he is, yet be victimized in so called friendships. There is a lot of, "give me xyz & I'll be your friend" in his life. He falls for it every time.LuvMyCrzyLifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14279125636875678437noreply@blogger.com