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2012 has been much better related to behavior. It goes to show sometimes we really have to work to be a great parent, and we don't always have the answers.

I don't know how many people I talked to and consulted with and asked for advice about how to ensure this little cutie would be a better listener, respect adults, control his compulsiveness and respect personal space. I read books, blogs and I prayed... and prayed... and prayed.

And so far, his precious, patient teacher has said he's having a great 2012.

I've seen more smiles, I've had more patience and we're certainly seeing results.

It's been a learning experience for me for sure. I grew up thinking that how to be a perfect mother just magically comes to you - something that every mom has in her. To an extent, I think that's part true, but I also think we can always become better at everything we do. 

And I guess, before the Internet, books, close neighbors, Facebook and blogs, generations before us just figured it out on their own and it did just "come to them." And we turned out just fine.

But good Lord, how in the world did they do it?

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  1. It sounds like you are doing all the right things! Keep up the hard work, you won't ever be sorry! I was laughing with my friends about our teenagers. I stated that my Grandmother had 12 kids. She always had a tiny little bottle of Brandy in her purse. She said it was for congestion....hahhaha.....I think it was those 12 kids ;-)

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