“I DON’T WANT TO!” Stomp. “I DON’T WANNA DO IT! I DID IT YESTERDAY, AND I DID IT THE DAY BEFORE, AND I DID IT A WHOLE LOT OF OTHER DAYS! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! I’M NOT GONNA DO IT!” Stomp, stomp.
If I had said that to my mom when I was a kid, she’d have found her 18” wooden ruler and applied it, but nothing like that happens in my house today. Nobody applies the 18” ruler. In fact, no one does anything at all. You’d think someone would do something about it, wouldn’t you? But they don’t. Why? Because I’m the mommy, and when I have a temper tantrum, they sigh and roll their eyes.
“BUT I DON’T WANT TO DO THE LAUNDRY! I DON’T WANT TO MAKE SUPPER! AND I DON’T WANT TO GRADE ONE MORE ESSAY!”
“Oh, mom! You are so silly,” they say and then walk away.
Sometimes I think I still need a mommy. I do still have one, but she doesn’t ever use her ruler anymore. I’m supposed to do what is right because I know it is the right thing to do. What did Davy Crockett say? “Be always sure you are right—then go ahead.”
Sigh.
What shall I make for supper?
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One of my sons was washing dishes after getting home from AWANA tonight. The children had to finish the chores that had not gotten done before we’d left for town. I was stoking the stove when a tall young man walked into the kitchen and said to his brother, “I can wash those dishes for you if you want to go out and haul wood.”
Who is that, and what did he do with my son?
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Morning view from my kitchen window. Company's here! I'd bet very few of you had this kind of visitor in your driveway today!
2 comments:
I remember those cold winter days when I saw Daisy (my old milkcow), her calf, the goats, and the horse coming up our driveway! I was saying "I DON'T WANT TO!" then! Actually, the kids were too! Thank goodness for a bucket of sweet feed.
Wish we could commissurate over cinnamon tea by the woodstove.....boy do I understand your state of mind!
Btw, I sure do miss your daily Psalm-thoughts.
Hoping today is a better one...
Janie
What a lovely exchange between your sons. It was like a present--especially after such a day.
When I feel like I don't want to DO IT ANYMORE.
I don't! ha ha
I take the day off.
Tell the kids to make their own dinner and hand my hubby a can of Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup.
They survivie it.
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