I am not in any real position to say you are truly wrong, but it is my firm conviction that what you just said is a crock.

Children by nature are bashful and shy, now understand that I am referring to the "less than 3" club here. These are the informative years, these are also the impressionable ones as well. Habits created in this time may last a life time. True, habits created later also tend to last a life time but I am only interested in this age for the moment.

I do not for a moment believe that whipping a child will make them predisposed to be a doctor, not will whipping them make them turn out to be a city sanitation employee either. What I do know for a fact is, no one wants to have to deal with any nasty parental habits when a child is acting out in a public place. Whats even worse, these same parents if you were to inform them that their child needs to be attended to are most likely to create an even bigger scene than the child already has. The mindset just refuses to accept that they are the problem, its the room full of peoples fault.

Children are not born with annoying habits, they acquire them. If the child is misbehaving in public, it has been taught to do so.

*sighs*

true to a point, more and more children are in "day cares" and subject to annoying habits. but the roots of these habits still stems from the same sources.

the solution still is the parents desire to make the child behave. i am not saying to beat the child into submission either. my children knew proper public habits without the need to beat them.

but yes, children do acquire bad habits from other children as well.

i've none of my own that i'm admiting to, but i've had a few on loan, and imho, young kids are the most amazing little critters you can ever meet. once they've passed the rubber neck stage and can be safely thrown around, they're just so much fun.

I recently saw this on TV, and thought it appropriate for this thread.

The scene is taken from the T.V. show "Judging Amy"

In the scene Maxine Grey is talking to her spoiled rich nephew.

him: I need help Maxine, my life has been Hell.
her: No, you may have been in purgatory, but not Hell. Hell is an infant with burns on their genitalia because their mother is putting cigarettes on them.
him: its not my fault that I do not know what Hell looks like.

I am so fed up with spoiled rich kids and their imagined woes.

I try to work up some compassion when I hear one has killed themselves, but can't. I think, "whiny kids, make whiny adults, good riddance" - cold that may be, but its me, get over it.

I just cannot fathom why people shelter their children to a point that life's normal issues become major events. Events massive enough to kill themselves over.

I would not wish my childhood on anyone, but it did create a condition to where I didn't whine at everything imaginable.