My eleven year old has been taught that one day we all die and we all rot. I've never taught him Santa stuff or anything fantasy. He's fine. Some truths have to sink in and in time you get used to it. He comes home from school and tells me about the crazy things other kids believe in and he feels sorry for them. If one day he begins to believe in fantasy, I tried. He can believe whatever he wants.
But! I know how to parent my son to the best of my possibilities. I have no idea how to parent other people's kids. I can't pretend to know what's best for them.
But! I know how to parent my son to the best of my possibilities. I have no idea how to parent other people's kids. I can't pretend to know what's best for them.
"Hipster is what happens when young hot people do what old ladies do." -Exian
