<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post512712852434277645..comments</id><updated>2010-07-26T06:16:39.192-07:00</updated><category term='dad'/><category term='toddler beds'/><category term='Sleeping Baby'/><category term='pee-pee'/><category term='puke'/><category term='son'/><category term='george carlin'/><category term='instinct'/><category term='cribs'/><category term='bedtime'/><category term='shower'/><category term='poop'/><category term='postartum'/><category term='intercourse'/><category term='attachment parenting'/><category term='vaccinations'/><category term='Boat Basin'/><category term='parents'/><category term='elmo potty'/><category term='sex'/><category term='soothing'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='baby bath'/><category term='vaccine'/><category term='Relaxation'/><category term='vulgarity'/><category term='pediatrician'/><category term='seven dirty words'/><title type='text'>Comments on The Daddy Experience: It's Not The Words</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/feeds/512712852434277645/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html'/><author><name>Tommy Galan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724154249560715612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpkWQOecRJc/TPeV-31_LLI/AAAAAAAAANI/cTNci0Vs3J8/S220/tommy-pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post-5792395978960389859</id><published>2010-07-26T06:16:39.192-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:16:39.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm,

okay I am somewhat in agreement with you. ...</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I am somewhat in agreement with you. Its not about the words but how you use them that matters. However what I am asking myself is, how does one teach his kids to deal with emotions? Words are a verbal form of expression and in your two scenarios you chose anger as the example. I grew up hearing my mother praise God and curse him in the same sentence; [&amp;quot;God Dammit, Lord forgive me&amp;quot;] and it wasn&amp;#39;t so much the words that she used but the way my mother handled anger and frustration that affected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be ok with your son swearing or using &amp;quot;off-words&amp;quot; as long as they are not done maliciously towards others but does that include the harm done to yourself by getting worked up over nothing? I think the important thing here is to teach our kids how to manage stress and frustration with out using words as catalysts to stress. If you say &amp;quot;sugar snaps&amp;quot; as opposed to &amp;quot;shit&amp;quot; you may find that you are not that mad or upset. Try it sometime....</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default/5792395978960389859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default/5792395978960389859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html?showComment=1280150199192#c5792395978960389859' title=''/><author><name>ILLardScott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06707516314443233939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Vx3SwN5NRw/ScfoNdYfg5I/AAAAAAAAABU/1CuU8bCmUe8/S220/IMG_7891retouch.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post-512712852434277645' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/posts/default/512712852434277645' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2135368696'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post-6460034555661992600</id><published>2010-07-24T11:02:45.852-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:02:45.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am with you - but I have to say for me with my o...</title><content type='html'>I am with you - but I have to say for me with my old school momma I couldn&amp;#39;t say stuff like &amp;quot;sugar&amp;quot; when growing up as she didn&amp;#39;t even allow for what she called word substitutions.  She said those things lead to poor communication &amp;amp; instead I was supposed to say things like &amp;quot;this upsets me&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;I am so disappointed (angry, sad, frustrated, etc)&amp;quot;.  Now she gives me grief because my 3yr old&amp;#39;s favorite cuss is &amp;quot;poop dangit!&amp;quot; LOL  I should say though that his first real cuss was an F bomb at just over a year old.  After me harping on others (like daddy) to PLEASE watch what they say (as I RARELY cuss)..one particularly miserable day...I ha an awful day at work, wit a long commute in nasty winter weather, came home to quickly feed my son &amp;amp; then a mad dash  to get groceries.  The store went badly, my son was not happy there, etc &amp;amp; at the end I treated myself to a Coke slush.  Upon arriving home, I was hurrying into the house, hands full with toddler, diaper bag, grocery bags, etc.  I tried not to take 2 trips because it was sleeting &amp;amp; because my son was very upset, so in my hurry I overloaded myself with all of that &amp;amp; the slushie of course...well as you can imagine, as we got inside, my son was wiggly &amp;amp; I dropped the shush all over the carpet.  Nice.  My reaction?  A huge defeated sigh &amp;amp; mumbling F*** under my breath.  My sweet one year old still in my arms turns &amp;amp; hugs me &amp;amp; pats my back saying softly while nodding yes &amp;quot;f*** momma, f***&amp;quot;.  I could have died.  LOL</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default/6460034555661992600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default/6460034555661992600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html?showComment=1279994565852#c6460034555661992600' title=''/><author><name>boopoopadoop</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post-512712852434277645' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/posts/default/512712852434277645' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1483312544'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post-5649969191826664219</id><published>2010-07-24T06:56:11.318-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T06:56:11.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am totally on the same page as you with this.  N...</title><content type='html'>I am totally on the same page as you with this.  Not sure if that makes you want to change your mind now ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default/5649969191826664219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/512712852434277645/comments/default/5649969191826664219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html?showComment=1279979771318#c5649969191826664219' title=''/><author><name>Loreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thedaddyexperience.com/2010/07/its-not-words.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021094789918063530.post-512712852434277645' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021094789918063530/posts/default/512712852434277645' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1442702417'/></entry></feed>
