Every morning: how it's important to keep us moving so we get out the door. How it's important to wear boots in the winter. How the kids should have mitts and hats. Maybe neckwarmers. Because, you know, it gets cold around here in winter.
And since the school read-a-thon, we have the morning conversation about how reading does not replace breakfast.
Every time we get in the car: little car means little voices (we drive a sub-compact). Every time, before we get two blocks, we have had this conversation - out of necessity. This is cause #1 of my hearing loss. Which is not severe enough to avoid the need to have this "little car means little voices" conversation.
Every time Kid#2 is playing nicely by himself: telling Kid#1 to stay away and stop intruding and pushing himself and his agenda on Kid#2. Because it *always* ends up in a fight. And then we *always* have to tell Kid#1 to stop being so rude. To us.
We can hear the fights coming a mile away. It sounds like this (all kid quotes to the other kid)...
- I can do it - let me show you... (meaning "let me take over and do the cool thing that you are currently messing up")
- Stop - giggle giggle - stop!! (meaning "I think you should stop your annoying behaviour, but it's kind of funny, but I really want you to stop even though it's funny" - which means a yelling match and tears will erupt soon)
- Stop shining that in my eyes!
- whenever Kid#1 immediately repeats the parental instructions that were just stated to Kid#2...
- whenever Kid#2 needs to move towards a specific goal, and stalls out - which is every time he needs to move towards a specific goal...
Oh I could go on - I'm sure every family has this. Today's post was brought to you by the letters R U D and E - which is another conversation that we're having every single day.
I'm sure I'm not alone in losing my marbles over this too - right?
1 comment:
Oh, it is so good to hear we are not alone. I sometimes want to record my voice and just put it on a permanent loop around here, saying the same things over and over. I often wonder if it's worth it - they clearly are not soaking in anything I am saying - but I'm convinced it's just my job as a parent to repeat myself until it finally penetrates. Or until I go insane, whichever comes first!
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