Last night my children were particularly more tired than usual. So I had an even greater sense of urgency to get them into bed.We started the much dreaded bedtime routine. As always I was pushing my kids to do what they needed to do in order to get to bed in a timely matter. My little four year old who once upon a time was the easiest and most willing participant in our crazy bedtime routine is now just as non compliant as the rest of them. So off he went to play with his toys on the living room floor. All I could think about was how that darn kid was doing it again, defying my orders! Playing when he should be getting ready for bed! I started thinking my typical rant about how I can't do it all and how these kids need to help out a little bit. I had two of the four boys ready for bed so I decided to put the them in to their beds!
|My favorite paper plate brand.|
I open my mouth again to really get a good loud bark going when I see him intently drawing lines all around the plate. I close my mouth and begin to walk closer to him to get a better look. He proudly declares "Look mama what I am making do you like it?" and then I am humbled to tears " Yes, Jacob I like it. You are doing a wonderful job." He then explains to me that he wants to tape it up by his brothers crib. The very brother who Jacob declared the day before as one of his best friends. How could I say no? My sargent instinct wanted to bark at him and tell him all about how that was a horrible idea because tape ruins paint and the baby will pull it down and eat it. Instead I choked down my bark and told him how I thought that was a wonderful idea. He finished his drawing and all by himself without me having to bark at him found a perfect place. A place where his brother won't pull it down and eat it but where I can see it constantly to remind me to stop barking.