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Originally Posted by limabean 
Maybe people's definition of "bragging" differs. To me, it's a negative term used to describe talking about someone's talents/accomplishments/etc. in a way that makes it sound like they're comparing themselves or their children to you or your children.
But if a friend's child made the swim team, or or went down the slide after months of being too afraid, I'd want to hear about it, and would think it was great and share in their joy! And I share similar stuff about DS with my close friends and family.
I also share stuff about myself and other grown-ups in my life when I'm proud -- if I get a promotion at work, or my DH qualifies for an exciting golf tournament, or my friend gets a gallery to display her artwork, I think those are things worth mentioning to other people who care about me/my family/my friends! And I think I would be weirded out, and sort of hurt, if a friend chose not to share those joyous moments with me because they were afraid of appearing to brag.
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I think that just highlights the differences in culture. Here, it would be fine to mention those things if asked like... "so how is MutualFriend?" Or if we were talking about sports or playgrounds or something.
But if you were initiating it, it might well be perceived as bragging - to just bring those things up out of the blue, even if you were excited about them. Maybe especially if you were excited about them.

It sounds repressive and on one level it is, maybe, but on another - I don't know; in my mums groups I think it actually sort of keeps the competitive stuff down, and also maybe opens the door to share the - mundane details? Not sure how to put that, but it's a culture, not a manual, so there you go.
However in lots of places it is fine.

My parents really did move from one to the other and it got them into a lot of social hot water, especially around us girls - my parents were used to a culture of sharing a lot about school in particular, that we got As or whatever, and other parents started to avoid them and us, and eventually it all got mostly kindly sorted out.
But I still remember the putdowns with fair embarassment - "Oh how... close... you must be, as a family, that you are so... proud... of your daughter's spelling tests."