| So it's a Sunday morning and I'm sitting in the laundromat. As usual there are six million kids running around and their parents seem to revel in the fact that there are other kids and parents to keep their own rugrats occupied. Like clockwork, every 2 seconds, one or more of the young ones decides to test her lung capacity and vocal range. I'm not quite sure if they are trying to test the tensile strength of the glass or their mother's nerves. Either way, almost immediately (obligatorily) the moms hush their daughters. One young gal came running up to mom and tried to explain to her that one of the little boys was attempting to stick his hand up in the vending machine to snag some goodies. Mom quickly told her little girl that she should stop tattling and it was none of her business what that little boy was doing! Ok, this is where I have to get off the bus! Why is it that these little girls can be heard halfway across town when they are four years old but by the time they hit 25, they can barely talk to you in more than a whisper? And if my little girl wants to tattle about something she thinks (has been taught is) wrong, you're bloody right she's going to be encouraged to do it. If some pedophile or perverted little boy decides to get too close to my baby, whether she's 2 years or 200, I want her running to me or some other authority figure and tattling on them as well! Now I know us guys want the soft spoken woman to whisper in your ear and make your toes curl. I know that we are also titillated by the woman who can make herself heard on a gun range with our ear muffs on! You gentlemen know right well that the woman who puts something slinky on should also be able to sit on the couch and drink pop with you, burping on command! Either way, you're going to be in love long before she brushes her teeth or cleans her pistol! As for teaching her not to tattle... If you're going to make her affraid to "tell on" the boy who rapes her or inappropriately touches her; the man who flashes her in the park or at a school bus stop; the teacher who makes indecent proposals for better grades; any unjust circumstance in which she's too afraid to go to an authority figure such as her own daddy (at any age) because she fears being labeled a "Tattle-Tell", you have no love for your baby girl (or son) and you need to find Jesus! God made these little snot socks not some monkey. God created them with some good (and bad) habits that we should not unteach them. Let the boys be boys and let your little girls act like little tom boys. After all, you want them to be happy and safe and their future spouses to be happy as well, right? |