I always did like the to read the end of the story first

I have been thinking about my parenting style/philosophy/credo for a few months now since receiving the best compliment of my life. One of my children, ok it was Erica, evoked curiosity from her boss about how she turned out to be an incredible young woman. I am interpreting the compliment here, but it certainly was something that meant incredible. Of course, there were two of us and my co-parent will be invited to comment. I really want my children to also comment because, after all, they taught the parents how to be parents. They did it as we went along, you know, parenting as you go. I think it must have been frustrating at times because they were working with some fairly strong-willed people. But we seemed to be open to suggestions after struggling with our own ideas about what good parenting was about. I am going to start with the end product. Christopher told me that they, our three young adult children, are not finished. But they are well on their way to being interesting and cool adults. I realize that hearing that your mother thinks that you are cool immediately nullifies being cool. They are so cool that they will disregard this uncool mom thing. Anyways, they turned out really well. They are all kind, socially conscientious, artistic, have good taste in music, art and literature and know how to make and keep friends. They know how to love and receive love. They appreciate what they have and are generous to others. They are all three my favorite people in the world. How did this happen? I go back to the premise that the children taught the parents. I will be writing in this blog about parenting with comments from the children until we work our way back to pregnancy.