Bonding - no, not glue and two sides of something forced together with it, but bonding of the family variety.
Is that an American term? Should it even be a term at all?
Isn't togetherness for families what it is all about?
How sad that we have to be reminded to notice our parents, our children, our siblings. That we have to be forced together.
Have our lives been so bombarded with nonsense, that we have forgotten the basics of the family unit?
I heard a radio host talk about it on my drive to work this morning. He suggested giving your kids "total attention parent time"coupons for Christmas. I must admit, if the concept depressed me, the fact that many parents would actually do it, depressed me more.
Yesterday I baked cookies with my daughter. And I drove through the dark and the rain to pick up my son, so he could share dinner with us.
Was I bonding? Bah humbug - of course not!
But I daresay some see my actions as being the glue that keeps us together.
Oh well.
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