Each day I see my kids make their own choices. As parents we are trying to help our kids learn and grow. But how come they so often choose the way that leads to toil, turbulence, and tears? If they'd just do what I say then we would have such a harmonious home (not to mention a lot of free time on my end)! I followed my kids around with a camera and let them hurt each other all for the sake of this post. I hope I didn't go too far.
Olivia chose her own outfit and orange hair accessory. I try to give her style lessons on not mixing pink hearts and red plaids but she defies me.
Should we play together and
have fun like sisters dancing
in the meadow or should we
see who gets to tell Mom first
the other's iniquities....
called out first for pinching Isabelle! You can totally see the guilt on her face as she's caught right in front of me.
snack! I want
Okay, it was a little mean to
put the cookies in front of
her like that just for me to say no.
I did give her a tiny piece after that.
And the last chance I give them for making a better choice is an opportunity to help their Mother in the kitchen with dinner prep. Any takers??
Oh yeah. How could I forget *Cyberchase is on?
*actually, to be honest I'd rather not have them help me in the kitchen. I cherish my 5-5:30 time to be free while I throw dinner together. I'll teach them the basics of food preparation during the other 5 meals we have during the day.