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It's always hard to go back to reality after a long weekend. Yesterday my girls were supposed to be getting ready for school and I found them dressing incognito. "We are teenagers and we like broccoli! We are not your kids." Pretty convincing with the awesome disguises they wore. Hmmmm....definitely not my girls. |
Then this last week I had a sweet experience with my 10 year old and only son. My baby, 9 months, has been a bear. She just seems to cry all the time making everything more nerve wracking and I have been struggling to keep my girls caught up in some of their online classes. I finally begged my son to sit with the girls and go through the 2 lessons with them and help them turn in the assignments while I tended to the ever screaming baby.
I knew it would take them at least 2 hour, so I was prepared to bribe him handsomely for his help. I asked him point blank what he wanted. Name it- I said- you can have a treat from out school store, extra computer game time...
I went on and on hoping to spark his interest. He kept shaking his head-no- he didn't want any of those things.
Deflated I stopped and he jumped in and said-mom, I said no because I want you to know, you don't have to bribe me to help you- I'll help you ok?
I wanted to cry as I hugged him. He wanted to help because it was the right thing to do, the kind thing. Sigh.
