tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650280371535662167.post1308121052590215170..comments2011-06-22T09:08:49.220-05:00Comments on round tuit: 55 cents' worth of steadfastnesspianogalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01286047657336111440noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650280371535662167.post-11113833675299707822009-02-24T14:47:00.000-06:002009-02-24T14:47:00.000-06:00Not a parent myself yet, but having been the one t...Not a parent myself yet, but having been the one to be denied a desired thing before (who hasn't), I've seen the wisdom of a good solid "no" before from up above and makes me reflect how we are tiny, growing, and evermore significant children in the eyes of God. It makes me look back and think of all the "no's" I've been handed and then perhaps when I've been an upset "little" kid in the back seat of a van. To complete the metaphor, I really enjoy the little "subsitute" treats that make me think..."yeah I'm okay after all..." Hooray for tortilla samples in grocery store bakeries and for the parenting process!Jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16369291019050220458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650280371535662167.post-44846198000056575072009-01-30T13:42:00.000-06:002009-01-30T13:42:00.000-06:00Before we moved and I was still pregnant with K4, ...Before we moved and I was still pregnant with K4, K3 wanted something while at the store, I can't even remember what it was. Her behavior was pretty bad that day, so I wasn't going to reward her. She cried and cried. In the car on the way home while she was still crying and I was telling her that she'd have to spend some time in her room when we got home, she sobbed, "I want my Daddy!" I then told her that Daddy would put her in time out too. She quietly sobbed and sniffled for a little while and then said, "I want my grandpa!" I couldn't help but laugh! I'm proud of you for staying strong. Many parents would have caved under similar circumstances.<BR/> I just remembered another story. I think this happened shortly after we had moved to Texas and I was at Wal Mart with K2 and K3. K2 has earned a toy or something because he had been behaving so well. This was my big mistake. While trying to pick something out he was overcome with the greedy gimmes and began demanding that I buy him all the things he wanted. At that point any previous good behavior was thrown out the window and he had lost his opportunity for a prize. I have never seen him come unglued in such a way. He cried and carried on all the way to the check out and while we stood in line--it was fabulous to say the least. The cashier just looked at him and then picked up the phone and told him that if he didn't stop crying she was going to call the police. She looked at him completely serious and did not put the phone down until he stopped. It was just the reinforcement that I needed and He never acted that way again!Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15755852259727502219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650280371535662167.post-12571129711100317802009-01-22T23:36:00.000-06:002009-01-22T23:36:00.000-06:00I, as you know, am not a mom, but I had a very dif...I, as you know, am not a mom, but I had a very difficult time saying 'no' to a primary child last Sunday. I was in the Primary room preparing for Singing Time (Sacrament Meeting had not yet started) when a little girl wandered in and asked if she could help. I kindly said "Thank You" and told her I was almost finished, but she insisted that she help me stick some peel-back magnet strips into place on some visual aids. When we were finished, she said "We can keep these" I said, "Yes, I would like to keep those with the rest of my Primary stuff so I can use it for other aids." Her: "No, we can keep them" I learned that "We" meant herself, and she continued to insist "I can keep just one strip". I couldn't say "no", so she kept one, but later I learned that another adult had convinced her that I needed that one back! She was very persuasive, and apparently I'm a pushover.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02636232006135638566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6650280371535662167.post-89385334140285155812009-01-21T21:22:00.000-06:002009-01-21T21:22:00.000-06:00This reminds me very much of a certain young boy a...This reminds me very much of a certain young boy and his Scooby-Doo action figure which was lobbed over the back fence and probably eaten by the neighbor's dog. dh even went over there and bushwhacked a bit looking for dear Scooby. Super Q still talks about it; he has a sticker on the bunkbed in commemoration, a sticker which never fails to bring forth a torrent of tears and laments ("Oh, Scooby Dooby Doo! I'll never see you again!") <BR/>Way to go with the tough love, Bee will certainly thank you later. Oh, and when she's an adult she'll buy whistle pops any old time she likes.beckmarshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08331456848435265001noreply@blogger.com