Shannon grew up having to do chores, to help around the house, to help his grandparents in the garden and he is an excellent worker.
I grew up working too. I was the oldest child, with a 4 years younger sister, so I worked. I was my Dad's 'son'. I mowed the grass, I drove the machines, I was raised to be tough. My Mom depended on me to help cook and clean, to be responsible and to help out around the house with my sister.
Working is a part of life, as it should be. Don't be afraid to have your children work. I promise you, it's not going to hurt them. There is a time for everything! Even a young child can have work to do. Perhaps it's helping Moma put dishes away. Or helping Dad by holding a hammer til he needs it. A child that's a little older could help start laundry or match socks with the help of an older sibling. Before long they will be responsible enough to do jobs alone. Folding clothes, sweeping the floor, laying out ingredients for supper, mowing the grass.
We are put here to serve. The first lesson we get as we grow up is in serving the family. Once we teach our children and *sometimes we have to reteach ourselves*, to serve, it becomes important to us to serve others as well. And when we serve others, we are serving The Lord!
Here's some examples of serving the family from the weekend...
It makes me so proud to see my children growing up and realizing that working is a part of life. The more we learn how to work and not complain about it, the better off we will be. Instead of depending on someone else to do it for us.
*** And lest someone thinks that Moma wasn't working, I did go around taking pics of these moments, but I was a part of the laundry, the dishes, the gardening, the bathrooms, the bedrooms...... you get the picture!***