Monday, September 12, 2011

I heart stuff. (Who doesn't?)

So I’m crafting. Take that Martha Stewart. It’s a great way for me to get “me” time while I’m at home recovering from surgery and debating on whether or not to become an active member of society again.


I asked the ten year old if he would like to craft with me. He looked at me like I had just told him I accidently flushed his gold fish down the drain (I didn’t, for the record. He doesn’t actually have a gold fish).


Whatever. His loss.


BECAUSE today, we are making vases out of WINE BOTTLES! Um, greatest project ever? I think so! You get to drink a shit ton of wine all in the name of art.

But that’s not the point of this post. It’s actually to drop a nugget of step-parenting wisdom.

If you want your step-kids to like you, it’s actually far simpler then you think.

These are NOT ways to get your step-kids to like you:
1) Asking them to craft with you. Seriously. At this point, they don’t want to hang out with anyone older than about 15, much less craft with their hot mess step-mom and a baby that thinks his hand is the greatest thing ever.
2)Taking them to museums. They only go for the food court. Not because they like you and want to get educated.

No, how you get your step-kids to like you is by buying them shit. Take a moment to let that brilliance settle in. You’re welcome.

See stuff=love to pre-adults. And that’s all it is, honestly… just stuff. Don’t buy them useful things, like back to school supplies or a tooth bush. Buy them something they don’t need.

I understand that this may seem shallow, but think about it. As a step-parent, you can’t use words like “love” or “feelings.” However, doing something fun and impulsive, like buying them a useless nerf gun or those shoes that “I really don’t need but aaaalllll the other kids have” shows them that you get it. You were a kid once and are really on their side.

Plus, it’s much easier to slip that new Victoria’s Secret bra past the hubby if it catches a ride in the Toys R Us bag. Just sayin.



Hand. Om nom nom.

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