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Wednesday, May 19, 2010
It's better to ask than to assume
Last night the girls and I made plans to watch Extreme Home Makeover after cleaning up after dinner. I reminded them to do their chores, and when it seemed like they were just goofing off, I let off a bit of steam, and when they kept trying to interrupt my mounting frustration with "But Mooom"s, I reminded them of a time before when they were not able to get the consequence they wanted because they didn't complete their chores. Finally when I was done with my conniption, they were able to explain, "But mom, we were trying to divide the things on the table so we can all put them away."
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This happens to me ALL the time! Well, not ALL the time, as that would imply my sweet kids are doing something amazing and obedient all the time, which they aren't, but too often for comfort, I'm upset about something, not letting them talk, just to find out they were doing something even better than I had assigned. "Johnny, eat your cereal! You're such a slow poke!" "I was trying to!" Pout. Tears. Remember that Homefront movie? I like that you apologized with Chocolate Cake.
my dad always told me never to assume because it makes an
ASS of U and ME!
Of course I'm sticking my foot in my mouth cause I do it a lot!
I like that, Kirsten!
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