Super Mom

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Super Mom
Being a parent is a tough job, but being a Super Mom is the hardest, most time consuming thing I have ever done. However, it is the most rewarding and I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. Growing up with both parents present, I never realized how much my mom did for my brother and me while her and my father both worked full time jobs until I had my own children. The prepatory stage is one of the most important stages of a child’s life. According to George Herbert Mead, ‘Children under the age of three lack a completely developed sense of self, and so they have difficulty distinguishing themselves from others.’ Children are at the very beginning of figuring out basic parts of their self, and begin to soak up things they see others doing like a sponge. Once they have turned three or four, the play stage takes place. This is where children start acting out the things they see their parents and other siblings do. When my son was four, he decided to put on my daughter’s Little Mermaid dress and walk into the living room singing ‘It’s a Brand New World’ because that is what he had seen his older sister do on several different occasions. It is our responsibility as parents to make sure children know what is right and wrong when it comes to sexuality and their genders, and what we feel is morally correct. My husband quickly moved in as the male of the house and explained to him that girls are supposed to wear dresses, they were not for boys to wear. He explained that boys are supposed to be manly and play with army men and dinosaurs. From there, he started playing with super heroes and any time his sister went into his room, he made sure she knew that she was not to bring any of her girl toys in there because it was a boy’s room only. When he noticed his dad coming home in his uniform every night, and taking off his work boots as he walked through the door, my son began to mimic him and started to ask myself and his grandparents for...
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