Friday, February 18, 2005
This is the mess that the kids made this morning
while I was half asleep on the couch.
It didn't phase me at all.
I have seen hundreds if not thousands exactly like this.
The funny twist today is this:
My husband came home for a quick lunck break this afternoon; he walked in on me when I was loudly persuading (alright...maybe, yelling)Abigail and Sophia to pick up the mess. You see, we have a problem at our house; probably the same problem in most households with children. The problem: my kids love to MAKE the MESS, but the absoultely loathe cleaning them up.
Well, we decided to try something new. We gave them a half hour to pick up the mess. We told them if they cleaned it up they would get 50 cents [that is the reason I needed that 50 cents from Wendy's so bad...(read on if you don't get it)] and if they didn't, we would put their toys in a trashbag and they couldn't have them for a whole week.
Well, you can guess how that turned out....yes, I will be the one tortured all week as they beg for their toys. LG says it will be better for me in the long run. Why is it that children can punish their mothers more than their fathers?