One of the blogs that I follow "just for fun," is called The Meanest Mom. I absolutely love the author's sense of humor, and view on life. Today, her blog featured an e-mail from a man, upset that she was proud of being labeled a "mean mom." The comments from her readers defended the position that sometimes moms need to be responsible instead of being their kids best friends, and sometimes that decision does not go over well, and responsible parents are labeled "mean moms" by their unhappy kids. The comments were from proud "mean moms," and my husband and I thoroughly enjoyed reading through them. The witty comments, and down to earth, realistic parenting was very refreshing. Little did we know how much we would need the encouragement to be "mean parents."
Makenzie had a tough day today, and it all came to a head tonight at dinner. She spilled her second helping of macaroni and cheese on the floor, and so she proceeded to finish off the rest of the leftovers. Unfortunately, she had a few brothers who had also been eyeing the food, and the whining began. We let Makenzie know that she would not be getting her way. Things escalated until she was sent to her room. Her parting shot was to hurl her dinner bowl across the room.
Morgan watched it all very calmly. The rest of us sat there, completely stunned as Makenzie stomped out of the room, causing as much commotion as possible. Morgan calmly said, "Well, that was unexpected," and then went back to eating his dinner.
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