My favorite thing about you:
You fight
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Herein lies another of those moments when you fear that I may have finally lost my marbles. Rest assured, most marbles are in fact present and accounted for. Today. Yup, I like it when my kids fight. You are permitted to ask me "Why you crazy lady, WHY?!". Well for one, because when they do it with one another, they're not doing it with me. But also because they take nothing from each other. Yes, they get physical sometimes (okay, about 50%), and that's (usually) when I step in (hey, I lost Mother of the Year long ago - I might as well shoot for meanest). Lastly, some of their fights are just down right entertaining to me (until they get whiney).
This week we have finally begun teaching the boy that it's never, okay to hit a girl. No, not even your sister. I know. She can't hit him either, but it's a total double standard because if he hits first, she can absolutely whale back. And she does. But that's the end. It's never allowed the other way around. Like I said: Double Standard. But it's important to drill home respect of the women in your lives and while it starts with modeling behavior at home, and reiterating that montessori phrase: "USE. YOUR. WORDS." it comes down to the fact that she's a girl and you never, ever lay a hand on one. Did I say ever? Ever. So there.
So, here's what this all boils down to: Fighting is fine. You can fight over what color the towels are, the fact that one of you always cleans up more than the other, or even that the other is sitting too close and breathing on you (yes, they've fought about this). You may not use your hands, feet or other body parts. Fighting is healthy communication when done the right way. Though if we continue on this path, I'm investing in a few of those giant sumo suits and a Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots set. We'll start settling stuff my way...
Saturday night we took the kids to the Electric Safari, we came around the corner and saw the fighting kangaroos. Jeff says "Look! It's Haley & Kale!" So they stood over it and played around with each other. I stood there and took the picture.
So, here's what this all boils down to: Fighting is fine. You can fight over what color the towels are, the fact that one of you always cleans up more than the other, or even that the other is sitting too close and breathing on you (yes, they've fought about this). You may not use your hands, feet or other body parts. Fighting is healthy communication when done the right way. Though if we continue on this path, I'm investing in a few of those giant sumo suits and a Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots set. We'll start settling stuff my way...
Saturday night we took the kids to the Electric Safari, we came around the corner and saw the fighting kangaroos. Jeff says "Look! It's Haley & Kale!" So they stood over it and played around with each other. I stood there and took the picture.
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