Today, I have had absolutely NO idea what to blog about. I got up late and got a late start on my homework... I rushed to get everything done and completely forgot about my blogging up until about 30 minutes ago. Now, I need to hurry to publish a blog post, and I have no idea what to write about!!! Why do I have to publish a blog post so fast?, you may ask. Well... upon starting this blog, Dad wanted to make sure we all kept up with it and blogged daily. So, he made some rules. We both have a deadline of 4:00 PM to get in our post, or Dad has to pay me $2 OR I owe him a 2-page paper, depending on which of us violated the rule.
Dad likes to keep Ashleigh and I motivated and doing things. From karate to hiking and doing different activities in the area, Dad loves to spend time with us and encourage us to follow our dreams and explore new things. Karate, while it isn't our choice, has become a large part of our lives. I have to keep doing karate as long as I am living under my Dad's roof... but I couldn't imagine my life without it. He pushes me to do well and I am now, after 10 years and 3 different karate schools, a second degree black belt. My sister only started last year, but she is already an orange belt. And it's not just karate! Dad also encourages us to express interest in other things and then pursue our goals. For example, a couple of years ago I wanted to learn how to play guitar. I took lessons for a bit, but unfortunately had to stop... now, I want to take it up again since I am older and hopefully will start taking lessons next year. I expressed interest in psychology, and Dad has been letting me take online courses about Sociology and Psychology. Most of my friends talk bad about their parents... calling their parents unsupportive, hateful, annoying, or flat out horrible people who don't get them. I feel like most of my friends don't actually spend time with their parents, if that is what they see them as. Or perhaps the parents don't spend time with the kids... I don't know, but I feel like I have an unbreakable relationship with my Dad. He does understand me, 95% better than almost all of my friends do and he respects me as a young adult, even though I am 13. He gives me "enough rope to hang myself" and is very... loose, in a way. No alcohol, drugs, sex or odd piercings are easy rules to follow. Dad lets me have my own style, allowing me to dress how I want (within reason). And I think this is what more kids need... parents who know how to lay down the law where it is needed but at the same time understand that the kid is their own person. Too many parents are either too strict (not letting their kids hang out with their friends of the opposite sex, not allowing any electronics whatsoever and choosing their kid's wardrobe) or too loose (allowing 12 year olds to get nose rings, tongue piercings, allowing drugs and alcohol and allowing slutty clothing). What we need is a good mix of in-between... and that is what my Dad is. Thank you Dad... for everything. I love you. Maddie
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