Pop Psych

I finally finished A&P II! Yippee! I thought I was getting a "B" but somehow some way I managed an "A". So now I am trying to figure out what to do with all the room in my brain that was being spent in constantly feeling as if I didn't know enough to pass Anatomy, and needing to continually whip out "Martini's Atlas of the Human Body" at inconvenient times just to cram some more book learnin' in. I know what I know, and the professor says I know enough. Huh.

Tomorrow I start my Psychology class. The last time I took any Psych was when people were still saying "psych!" when they were messing with you. I know, I date myself. I began to read the first chapter of the book, and I am trying really hard not to get a bad attitude just from the introductory material. Such as, "When rearing children, it is always best to ignore bad behavior, since that is what will be rewarded when you give it attention. Far better to focus on the behavior you wish your child to emulate." Seriously?? My kid is throwing rolls across a restaurant or heaving himself onto the floor, and I'm just gonna look the other way? Umm, let me think about that...no.

I think, though, that this is where all the crappy parents have come from. (I know that was bad grammar, but tough tots.) Really, if everyone who has been college educated in the last twenty years has taken these classes, and believed everything that has been taught there, no wonder they are in a dither about when to potty train, whether to spank, allowing their kids to say "I hate you", or any number of other pitfalls. I'll tell you when my kids can express their hatred toward me: When I can reciprocate. Until then, we will all make nice even if it kills us.