Saturday, January 24, 2015

...damn it.

We just took three big boxes of toys out of the imp's room.  They were not put away in the places that he has for them, so he loses them for a couple of days.  If he doesn't care enough about his toys to put them where they go, then he doesn't care enough to keep them...yes, there was a tantrum.  No, I don't particularly care. 

He can have them back, box by box, but he can lose them again, just as he did tonight, if he doesn't put them away, or puts them in the wrong place, like he did tonight. And yes, he was warned.  I warned him that this would start happening, starting last night.  He was warned three times tonight.  And it did not one damn bit of good.

I hate being a hard-ass about this, but this is the attitude that loses him his scissors, his markers, his pencils, and his crayons at school. 

Maybe I should have been harder on him sooner.  I don't know. 

4 comments:

  1. He's got to learn responsibility... Sooner is better than later.

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    1. I still feel like a heel. He cries really easy, and he's still sniffling about losing some of the toys that were confiscated.

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  2. It's the hard part of being the parent. Better now than when he's 16.

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    1. Oh, I know that. As stubborn and smart as he is, if we don't get this done now, it won't happen at all.

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