It may appear that I only blog about my boys – I promise I won’t. 🙂 But today was pretty frustrating. I had a meeting (with my pastor) after prayer meeting, and had the boys in with me. I asked them to sit quietly on the sofa, while I spoke to the pastor. You can imagine how well that went – after about five minutes they were giggling and carrying on on the sofa. And despite my speaking to them on a couple of occasions, they didn’t pipe down. I finished the meeting as quickly as I could and we left.
I was “extra” mortified about the situation because last year when we went to see our pastor for our annual marriage check up, one thing she counseled us strongly about was making sure we drilled obedience. Well – she was getting a chance to see exactly how well I was doing at that. 😦
As we drove home, I told them how frustrated and disappointed I was and had them stay quiet the entire way. I gave Jalen another lecture about his disobedience as I was letting him out of his car seat. I told him to go upstairs and change his clothes and I would put him to bed after I finished with Joshua. Imagine my surprise when I got to his room: not only had he changed his clothes, but this boy who delays sleep time as long as possible, had put himself into bed and turned out the light.
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This weekend my husband and I attended a marriage retreat. Nothing too earth-shattering there, except that there was a section on being a good mommy that got me in full panic mode. We kept our eldest son, Jalen, home this year (he’s 5 and should be in kindergarten), telling ourselves that we would home-school him and send him off to school next year.
Well guess who’s not been teaching him anything?
So before his bedtime this evening, Jalen and I spent some time going over sight words and consonant block pronunciations (br, cl, ch, etc.). Fortunately, he was in a good mood, and we actually had fun doing it. (I’ll definitely blog about how long this SuperMommy phase lasts…)
But here’s the thing that brought tears to my eyes. The facilitator of the “you better be good mommies” section told us how her husband had a little phrase he’d used with their children when they were growing up. He would say, “God’s gonna bless you [child],” and the child would end the phrase by saying, “But I gotta be obedient.” Dad would add other positive words (loving, respectful, etc.) to the phrase as the child’s memorization skills grew.
I decided that was a cute, positive idea I wanted to implement with my boys, and tried it out with Jalen. I tapped him on the nose as I said, “God’s gonna bless you Jalen…” and he happily responded, “but I gotta be obedient.” And then said, “Let’s say it again, mommy.”
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