I’ve resorted to one of the oldest, ‘Mom tricks’ in the book, (if there were a book) and it’s one of my oldest tricks anyway. On Saturdays, I enjoy some quiet so I can have some, ‘Me’, time. This morning was especially bad, the girls started arguing over the, color of the sky, who looked at who, a volley of particularly imaginative names, etc etc. You get the idea. My son, oblivious to it all, (Sleeping Beauty) sleeps on and through it. Once in awhile you will hear a, "SHUUUT UP"! from the vicinity of his room… he’s ALIVE!
I had enough, (and since I had already threatened a plague upon their heads, see my post titled, Chapter 11 Verse 9) I put a new plan in motion. Tools needed, a secret file I keep on the computer, my printer and a straight, serious "Mom" face.
My kids all have jobs that they do within the house, and they rotate, once a week. It’s not anything big or difficult, just something so that they know and appreciate being part of the family…(well they will appreciate it one day). I have on my computer all the things that aren’t normally done, special jobs, as a list… it’s a big list. Think of it as boot camp of house cleaning, with a really cranky Sgt. watching your every move. They HATE that list. So, this morning the List makes an appearance. I don’t even have to say anything, it’s almost like they have a second sense. With the girls, I sat where they could see what I was doing and started to highlight jobs, and put names by them. I didn’t even get halfway through the list when they both just disappeared! I swear I didn’t even hear the door open or close! (They have gotten good!) Two down…. I go into S.B.’s room, I say, "Hey, Sleeping Beauty, (he LOVES when I call him that), I have the ‘extra job’ work list made out, it’s Saturday, and a perfect day to get a few things done". Suddenly he’s wide awake, and remembers that he needs to be somewhere, right away! He took a shower and got dressed in record time, he was moving so fast he was a blur, and I think, but i’m not sure, that he climbed out his window!
I hate to publicly speak of this ‘secret weapon’ for fear I ruin it for some poor Mom, but, it’s 12:15pm, I have the computer to myself, the house is quiet, and the Cats are all napping. Damn I’m good! LOL