Last week the Peanut went out with her Dad, to fly a kite. When they got home the Peanut was crying and the Husband was beside himself with frustration. It seems that she'd asked for a special treat and when he said, "no" she turned into a whinge monster. Pouting and on the verge of a temper tantrum the rest of the way home.
What followed was a 45 minute talk about how we don't always get to hear "yes" when we ask for something.
How when we get upset when we are told "no" after we have spent an afternoon doing fun things together, it makes both Mommy and Daddy feel like that time spent having fun isn't important and our feelings get hurt.
How, if we can't look at the things we've already been given and done and be happy about them instead of focusing on what we've been told we can't have; then things were going to have to change.
Yesterday we had a replay. Which means a little more work for the husband and I. We're going to have to stay firm and attitudes are hopefully going to change. Oh boy are they ever going to have to change. "No" is going to be a word that is tossed around a little more often around here.
We've been seeing glimpses of Princess Spoiled Rotten for a while now and we've been turning a blind eye; hoping that we could reason her (her being Princess Spoiled Rotten) into obscurity. The last year hasn't been easy on her. She went from being an only child to being a big sister. Not only did she become a big sister but she became and awesome big sister. She plays with her sister, shares with her, looks out for her. We couldn't be prouder of her as a big sister. She's had to put up with a lot of waiting to be heard because the Bean requires immediate attention and for the most part she's been so good about it. Things have been changing drastically around here with career path changes and the family income being extremely cut down. So we've been allowing things to go on a little bit too much, allowing this special treat here, that time on the computer there, ignoring the attitude here or there. We don't want her turning into an obnoxious monster whenever things don't go the way she wants them to. Hence the need to make some changes.
When it comes right down to, it I'm a little embarrassed that it's had to come to this point. I had honestly thought up until last night that we were doing a better job as parents.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
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2 comments:
You are doing a good job. You've noticed, you are addressing it and she will be all the better from these lessons.
Your kidlet's job is to drive you nuts. It's your job to try and make sure they grow up to be nice people. ALL kids do this... they're supposed to! They try to get away with as much as possible, and you rein them in to show them how to behave like nice little people. Don't worry too much :) You're a great mamma and she'll grow to be a lovely young lady. Hang in there. P.S. Something to keep in mind, my D often gets more obnoxious when he's going through a growth spurt (physical and developmental).
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