I’m sad today, cause I think I went a little too ballistic with Isaiah last night. Not ballistic as you all are thinking…but I yelled at him :-(…like really yelled at him…like really, really, really…well, you get the point.
I’m going to nutshell it for you…Isaiah traded a toy with his friend at school and when he got home, he accidentally broke the toy! So…we took Isaiah’s DS away for 1 week, he had to give us $10 from his ‘chores money’ to buy back a new toy (don’t worry we put it back into his piggy bank…though he doesn’t know…cause he has a wallet and a piggy bank…he took the $10 from his wallet) and has 6 lines to do when he gets home “I must not bring my toys to school’.
Do you think this was too harsh? I mean…we (speaking for Rob and I here) work hard and so do other parents…I’m (lol…speaking for me alone here) not at all for Isaiah ‘trading’ the toys that we (back to Rob and I) work to buy him. I mean…I know he’s beginning to know the concept of money…but suppose the toys aren’t of equal value…suppose it wasn’t even the other kid’s toy in the first place…and Isaiah was ‘caught’ with it?
I’ve been told I often look at the bad side of things, instead of seeing the innocent side of it…
Do you think this is true? Or do you not know me well enough to answer that?
So…to semi-make up for it. Rob’s taking Isaiah out tonight for some father/son time…they’re going for some gourmet McDonald’s and then to see Hotel for Dogs…they’ll chat about mom…how mom means well, but sometimes gets too worked up and it doesn’t always cross across that way…they’ll talk about toys and boys…they’ll enjoy each other’s company. While Rob is lifting Isaiah’s spirit…Noah will be lifting mine.
Parenting it a team sport…and I’m on my way to becoming an athlete 🙂