Make no mistake, my daughter is smart, loving and full of goodness. But she lied the other day. I told her twice to clean her room, she assured me she had. I looked her in the eye and headed up stairs. To Check.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
She didn't flinch.
THE ROOM WAS NOT CLEAN.
At this point I kind of exploded in that finger waving mom way. She started to cry. I told her I was upset not only because she didn't do what I told her to do but that she lied. Didn't she think I was going to find out? I felt bad because she was crying but dang Pancake. Really?
Then it was time for bed. Still sniffly, she didn't want to hug, say prayers or nothing. So I probe. Turns out she doesn't like me telling her what to do all the time. This is upsetting. I try my best not to laugh, because it really is bothering her. Then I tell her that Mommie is told what to do every day. I'm told when to show up to work, what to wear. I'm told where to park, when to eat lunch. Being told what to do is part of life. Best to get use to it.
She's still sniffly and it's not helping this explanation. Exasperated, I call in her Daddy.
"YOU try explaining this to her!" And I leave the room and listen.
He says, "If you don't listen to us, you're going to get in trouble. Now goodnight." He flips off the light.
And she says, "Ok, night Daddy."
that right there is the difference between mommy and daddy. :)
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