Few things drive me crazier than when I hear a kid say, I'll never get it done!
Or, it's too hard.
Really, what is the point?
One of my favorite classes I took in college was a Stress Management Class.
And other than breaking a board "with my hand" for the final, probably the best part for me was when they taught about self-talk.
During that class I realized that all that grumbling inside is useless.
Since then I have become a true believer in saying positive things to myself.
It's the whole "little engine that could" moral.
I think I can, I thought I could, I knew I could.
Well, it's kind of morphed into a self-promoting attitude.
Good job on dinner!
Hey, I cleaned all the toilets today - hooray for me!
Do you guys know how awesome I am; I ran for 12 minutes without stopping this morning!
I tell my kids all the time - you have to be your own cheerleader because you can't wait around for other people to do it.
I mean, it's nice if others notice your hard work, but really, just plan on cheering for yourself.
I think it is starting to rub off on my kids.
Yea, I got all my homework done!
I'm awesome because I'm done with my jobs!
I rock!
This is the kind of stuff I love to hear.
