A Mom Who Takes Her Son Out On Dates To Teach Him How To Treat A Lady Is A Real Weird Move

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Once a month my 6 year old son takes me out on a dinner date. He opens doors for me, pulls out my chair, talks about his day & asks me how mine was, pays the bill with money he earned by doing chores, and even tips the waiter/waitress. By doing this I am teaching him how to treat a lady & how to take her on a proper date. How to show that he respects the woman he loves (right now that would be mommy). We put our phone and iPad away (except to take this photo) and sit and talk to each other about our days, things we want to do, etc. I’m teaching him proper table manners and that it’s rude to sit on your phone on a date with your mom or with anyone else. He learns the value of money and how to manage it. He learns how to do math as we add up what we want and make sure we have 15% of it to leave for a tip. Yes he is young but I believe this is something he should learn now. It’s never too early to teach your child how to properly respect others, especially women. As a woman who has been abused & treated like crap in the past, it’s extremely important to me that I teach my son how to show respect. Too many men these days have no idea how to treat women or how to take them on a nice date. It’s nice to know my son won’t be one of them.

I assume it sometimes comes across in my blogs but I like to try to see the good in things generally speaking and that’s even more true in a new year. New year, new you, great chance to turn around the last few decades of fucking up to various degrees. And I reeeeeally want to have my first blog of 2016 not center around me implying a child is going to grow up to be a complete weirdo. But I’m not sure how else to make sense of this. I fully believe a kid should have manners, my mom raised me to always hold doors and say please and thank you and other basic manners that I still do today. But she did that just by, you know, telling me to do it or I’d get in trouble, not by conjuring up some fake dates with her that would have at least a decent chance of leading to some really weird mommy issues. The Oedipal complex exists in normal parenting dynamics, once you start sprinkling in a toddler needing to spit game and act genuinely interested in his mom it’s probably like throwing some Ninja Turtle ooze at the situation. She’s providing fine lessons to learn, no denying that, but if I had to explain to a chick some day “Oh I’m good at dates because my mommy (no way this kid grows up without calling her ‘Mommy’) made me practice them” that seems like a losing situation even before we get to my mediocre 15% tip game.

That said, this kid is definitely being trained for something. If he doesn’t turn out weird, he’ll be miles and miles ahead of whatever you’re planning for your future kids and probably be running the world. If he does end up weird, well, there’s a decent chance this was so extreme that he’ll end up an extremely well-mannered supervillain who exists only to empower women while enslaving and destroying all men. Either way, not improbable we’re under this kid’s thumb one day and I deeply end up regretting this blog. 2016, you’re not so different after all.

UPDATE: I take back everything in this blog, would be willing to attend one of these dates to learn more, and should probably learn to look at a girl’s photos before coming up with a blog angle

(h/t Neatorama)