Showing posts with label getting my kids to listen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label getting my kids to listen. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
How the Lorax is helping me take less Xanax
My kids have been driving me crazy. I'm not talking about the normal pick-up-your-clothes and stop-making-that-face-at-your-sister crazy, I'm talking about the slamming doors yelling I hate you kind of crazy. The kind of rudeness that hangs over you like a Harry Potter dementor--sucking all the joy out of the air.They are rude to each other, to their friends and to their parents.
They have to be told multiple times to do EVERYTHING!
Brush your teeth.
Get your PJs.
Stop touching each other.
Stop yelling at each other.
They have all taking on an attitude of It's MY way or no way. Playing games with them is torturous. Trying to get them to practice musical instruments make me want to cry. I feel like they are tag teaming me. They out number me and with daddy traveling more often than not I am at my wits end.
WITS END!
Even the dog is giving me a look.
Hence my wonderful plan. My gloriously, wonderful, beautiful plan!
Compliments. Kindness. Dinner at the table.
If you speak kindly you get a point. If you are caught being nice you get a point. If you are rude, you lose a point. If you mock someone or speak rudely to anyone you loose a point. The idea is that once we reach a certain number of points we will all go see the Lorax as a family.
Hopefully a much more civil and less obnoxious family.
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- kisatrtle
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.
