I've been doing a lot of thinking. Again. Here goes, FFF:
My little brother lives with my father, who I no longer live with due to his decision to move in with his girlfriend and her 3 brats. I went over to their house for the first time this weekend and saw my little brother's room. It looked a lot different than how his old bedroom looked.
He has the walls painted the colour he likes, a transformers bedset and an odd but cool looking bed and some nice curtains.
I never got that. I had a white pillow and a strange patterned blanket that was maybe even ugly and my bed was boring as fuck and my blinds (not curtains) were white and dusty. None of that mattered to me when I was a kid. I had a mattress to sleep on, a pillow to feel comfortable, a blanket to keep me warm at night and blinds to allow me my privacy. That's all that mattered, and I actually realized this.
Anyway, one my my dad's girlfriend's children left her favourite pillow at her father's house, which was her biggest, and she needed an extra pillow. She refused to take any pillow which did not match her bedroom since it simply did not match her bedroom.
Why does this matter? Well, she's taught that materials are important. The fact that she has a pillow means nothing. The fact that it matches her blinds and walls is the important thing.
What are your opinions on this? I think something as small as even a pretty looking room can teach a child some absurd things, even though the parent would like to believe that they're doing their child good.
My little brother lives with my father, who I no longer live with due to his decision to move in with his girlfriend and her 3 brats. I went over to their house for the first time this weekend and saw my little brother's room. It looked a lot different than how his old bedroom looked.
He has the walls painted the colour he likes, a transformers bedset and an odd but cool looking bed and some nice curtains.
I never got that. I had a white pillow and a strange patterned blanket that was maybe even ugly and my bed was boring as fuck and my blinds (not curtains) were white and dusty. None of that mattered to me when I was a kid. I had a mattress to sleep on, a pillow to feel comfortable, a blanket to keep me warm at night and blinds to allow me my privacy. That's all that mattered, and I actually realized this.
Anyway, one my my dad's girlfriend's children left her favourite pillow at her father's house, which was her biggest, and she needed an extra pillow. She refused to take any pillow which did not match her bedroom since it simply did not match her bedroom.
Why does this matter? Well, she's taught that materials are important. The fact that she has a pillow means nothing. The fact that it matches her blinds and walls is the important thing.
What are your opinions on this? I think something as small as even a pretty looking room can teach a child some absurd things, even though the parent would like to believe that they're doing their child good.