When I first heard the term anarchy as a parent I thought it was synonymous with chaos. As I understand it, it just means that there is no designated leader, which doesn't necessarily mean chaos unless you're a parent! So that leaves, democracy and my favorite monarchy. I figure since princes are few and far between, the only way I'm going to get to fulfill my dream of becoming a queen is to establish my own kingdom to rule. Enter my children...
I am of the opinion that parents get to decide their style of "governing" their family. What we choose is quite personal and can cause the gauntlet to be thrown down when mom and dad have diametrically opposing views on which style works best. Since this blog is "The Mother's Rule Book" I'll limit my suggestions to those of the maternal persuasion. Let the dads write their own book! As the reigning ruler in my kingdom I get to make the rules and so do you . But I'm a reasonable queen. I won't be shouting "Off with their heads!". Not after 9 months of pregnancy, 24 hours of labor and no anesthesia. I will hear suggestions for amendments at the proper place and time, which they learn quickly is not after I've said "No!"
After all, acts of congress take time. Since we are responsible for our little darlings, as in we pay or go to jail if they really screw up and since experience has taught us quite a bit about what's best for them. As in looking both ways before crossing the street, we get to make the rules. And if they don't believe you, it's as always right here in black and white, rule #3.
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