My children don’t realize it, but sometimes they are parented by committee.
Since my children are the same ages (or younger) than many of my friends’ kids, I have to admit that that we often share ideas, strategies, homework complaints, sleeping concerns and more.
Since high school - 20 plus years ago - I’ve had one friend I’m still in touch with today. While we were younger, our daily conversations were about clothing, band rehersals, homework and, of course, boys.
Today, our nearly daily conversations continue about clothing (”Really, that’s what my daughter wore today to school!”), rehersals (”How am I going to fit soccer practice in between gymnastics classes?”), homework (”My son aced his spelling test.”) and spouses and friends (”When ARE we going to get together?”)
She knows as much about my kids as I do about hers. I am “aunt” to her kids, just as she is “aunt” to mine. In fact, my kids have many “aunts” who are not biological, but are held up at that level because of their love and continuous care.
I guess the phrase “it takes a village” continues today, whether we live right next door to one another or miles away. All it takes is a cell phone, e-mail or video conference call to make it happen.
Parenting by committeeSeptember 1st, 2009, 3:54 pm · 2 Comments · posted by Michelle Reese2 CommentsLeave a Reply |








I agree whole heartedly. . . thanks for being part of my villiage!
Always! It’s nice that our village is filled with so many wonderful moms - like you!