Kindness Begins at Home

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You is kind.

You is kind.

Dare I say it again? You. Is. Kind.

This is one of my favorite lines from the book The Help. I love everything about those words, and the accompanying words in the novel of You is Smart and You is Important. Everyone needs to to remember that about themselves daily.

Unless…you aren’t really.

I am not an expert on intelligence and importance in the world, so I don’t feel really qualified to give an indicator of where someone else stands on the scale. Because of that, I’ll let anyone who wants to be smart and important have it. You is smart. You is important.

But truthfully,  you is not always kind.

I see it, your friends see it, your teachers see it and experience it probably worse than others. And your siblings….

If asked, could your siblings say you is kind? Is kindness a word the people you share a bathroom with would use to describe you?

As my friend Gillian says when she wants me to dig deeper about my fears, let’s unpack this a bit further.

My kids are very close in age. I don’t think there is a time they remember not having siblings. As the youngest, Jada obviously wouldn’t remember it but when asked, the older two don’t remember the single life (or the twosome life) either.

According to the kids, I am out of touch with sibling dynamics. Or as they say it, sibling code. Because apparently my children believe they can say anything to one another, no matter how rude, insensitive, or inappropriate it is, and its okay because they are siblings. As an only child, that was not my experience.

When they were little, the arguments over toys were expected. I could even mediate the “she said she’s your favorite” discussions. But at the ages of 12, 14, and 15, when the scowling and expressions behind my back resemble that of a fight scene from West Side Story, I have to draw the line. They know better.

And this is what I preach and live and fuss and study and preach some more about every day. I’ve demonstrated kindness, I’ve taken advantage of opportunities to allow the children to see me being kind to others and I’ve talked about why kindness matters until I’m blue in the face. We even have a list displayed on the refrigerator of possible random acts of kindness that we could all do for people to make a bigger impact on the world.

However, I’ve found that buying the person’s drink in the Starbuck’s drive through  line behind me means nothing if I’m treating the people I say I love like crap.


Last year my phrase was People Over Things. As I can’t seem to remember how that came to be my phrase, I can remember that I wanted to perform more intentional acts of love to the people I love the most. If you need a refresher, I blogged about it here and here.

And this year for Valentine’s Day, I gave each of the kids a set a cards they could hold on to over the next 10-12 months as a reminder of how much I love them. I did this because, well, I’m teaching kindness.

Or so I thought.

Last fall, as a family we committed to performing Random Acts of Kindness. The agreement was that all four of us would do them as often as we could. One of us even wrote a speech about performing Random Acts of Kindness for a school project. That speech won all kinds of praise from teachers and classmates and from me as a proud mom.

When we arrived home from school the very day of the kindness speech, no less than hour after telling the world (or the whole middle school) that we are kind, something no-so-kind happened. The angelic  child who was so full of sharing kindness with the world stuck a middle finger up at one sibling and told the other sibling to go to hell not even five minutes later. The reason? Oh, it’s because they were all in the hallway at the same time.

Who does that?

As I witnessed that exchange I realized that I needed to become a participant observer of the habits that occur daily  in my house. (Shout out to the sociology classes I took in college.) Y’all, it didn’t get better. It was not an isolated circumstance. I was shocked.

My kids are not kind.

I realized that as a parent my shift and my focus on this whole kindness thing needed to change. Since we’re being honest here, I’m sharing my story, but it’s very possible that yours might need to change as well.

Please, stop teaching your children to perform Random Acts of Kindness. Instead, teach them this:

  1. Kindness begins at home. I cannot teach my children to be kind to others if we are not kind daily to one another. We have to live kindness in order to be kind.
  2. Kindness is intentional. Each day I have to remind myself to be kind. It’s a must. If I don’t do it, well, in the midst of laundry and dinner and after-school tutoring and life it’s easy to forget.
  3. Kindness makes life better for someone else. My kids like to say, “Well I moved the chair for you. Isn’t that enough?” The answer my friends, is “No, it isn’t enough if the chair wasn’t in my way.” Sometimes we think are performing a service or an act because we think it will help a situation. The truth is, it doesn’t always. If your act of kindness doesn’t make like better for someone, it’s null and void.
  4. Kindness means you are not the center of attention. The intent on being kind is to move the focus to the person receiving the act. It’s not about you.
  5. Kindness may mean you are temporarily uncomfortable so someone else can be comfortable. Yep.
  6. Kindness is issuing a sincere apology. You know that children learn very early in life to apologize when they do something wrong. Guess what? We’ve taught them to say sorry almost instinctively, without really thinking about actions and consequences. “Sure I told the guy you have a crush on that you serenade him every night in the shower. Sorry.”
  7. Kindness is asking to borrow something and returning it timely. For me, this one is pure karma. When I became a teenager, I discovered the wonderment of my mother’s closet and jewelry box. She maintained I could borrow anything I wanted but I needed to 1. Ask first, and 2. Return the item once I finished. I didn’t do any of those. I now have two daughters who have created second homes in my closet. You can have access to my carefully-procured collection of Converse shoes if you follow the two basic rules of ask and return.
  8. Kindness is saying please and thank you. All the time.
  9. Kindness is not violent, and does not threaten violence. That is just not acceptable.
  10. Kindness is doing your chores the right way the first time so the next person doesn’t get stuck with your crap. Namely, your mother.

Kindness says, “I’m glad the universe put us together at this time and in this space.”

And if I could be just a bit more candid here, let’s start practicing these ourselves as adults. It’s not only the children that need to be taught about kindness. I’m just saying.

35 thoughts on “Kindness Begins at Home

  1. My teens are not kind either. One has ADHD and learning issues where she is behind in her pers with socialization issues. She tries to control everything by screaming. Her brother is a a sports fanatic that gets great grades. Total opposites. Both were raised in the same household with the same set of rules.

  2. We have a hard time with kindness here too. My girls argue a lot and can sometimes be outright mean to each other. Love what you said about kindness begins at home!

  3. I agree sometimes we find ourselves telling people to do something and realize too late that we are not practicing what we preach. I know myself that this has been the case on numerous occasions.

  4. Wow, I almost have no words for how much I love this post. You’ve found a new follower for sure. Kindness- one of the most important things I need to teach my kids!

  5. This is such a powerful post! Trying to teach our kids to be kind – that is so incredibly important. I know that sometimes in the comfort of my home I let go of feelings I wouldn’t necessarily show outside my home, but with little eyes and ears always around, I should be more aware of that.

  6. Love and kindness should go to ourselves first before go to others. Thanks for lovely post, you remind how great it is actually to kind, and share the kindness toward our own home first and other people.

  7. Every morning I close my eyes and do a quick meditation to set my intention for the day…. Most often I mentally whisper “loving kindness…. loving kindness…” If I act with loving kindness always, unfailingly, each and every day,, it will rub on my kids… right?

  8. I think that a lot of the teaching we need as kids needs to start in the home, not just with kindness but other lessons as well. I’m always amazed by the kids I see whose parents never taught them that kind of things/vs. how my parents taught me.

  9. I love this! I agree that kindness is intentional, and it’s a series of decisions we make every day. I feel like I’m losing the battle, but I’ll keep trying. You’re right that it begins at home, because it matters how we treat the people we love and who look to us for examples. Thank you for sharing this important reminder at the #ManicMondays blog hop!

  10. Great list … all of a sudden I have started realizing that I need to work on this with my two kids (4 and 5) a bit more. They can be so mean to each other! I liked the idea of “Kindness means you are not the center of attention.” Oh, so hard for my kids.

  11. I love love love this post, Toni! My word for this year is kindness and you’ve hit all the points I’m discovering throughout my journey. I totally agree with you, kindness is more than just random acts of kindness. It truly begins at home and it’s a lesson I want to teach my daughter as well. Thank you for such an inspiring post. Sharing this on twitter and my other social media platforms next week!

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