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That's the only way to describe what I saw happen with my son today and it was......funny as heck.
Trying to hook up the mower AGAIN, he asked me for my help. Reflecting on an event that happened yesterday when I asked him for his help and he whined and moaned and complained and eventually after thirty minutes or so, he grudgingly half-way helped me, I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.
The neighbor offered to pay him to mow his pasture so he had thirty dollars riding on getting this mower hooked up. I yawned and stretched and said...remember yesterday when I asked you to help me do something......his face fell about five feet as it dawned on him where I was headed.
"So....you're not going to help me?"
"I didn't say that."
"I have to get started now or I won't finish before dark."
"Well...there's always tomorrow."
"But I want to spend the money tomorrow. Never mind...I'll do it without you."
Off he went. I peeked out the window and watched as he grunted and struggled trying to get the mower lined up on the PTO. It's hard for both of us to do, I don't know how Fred does it by himself. The extension arm is really stubborn.
Anyhow after a few minutes the fireworks started. It's a darn good thing I could only see and not hear because I have a feeling I would have had to wash his mouth out with soap. He yelled and hollered and hopped around in a circle, did a kind of a rain dance thing, threw his hat across the yard then went over and stomped on it. When I saw him turn around and head back to the house I sat down quick again.
"I NEED you to help me."
"I know that feeling."
He was fuming. Finally I swept off the front porch, gathered the eggs, and then I 'got around' to helping him. He got the mowing done and got his money.
Was this a mistake? Am I raising an angry kid by doing this turn about thing? Or does 'fair is fair' apply to kids as well.
Trying to hook up the mower AGAIN, he asked me for my help. Reflecting on an event that happened yesterday when I asked him for his help and he whined and moaned and complained and eventually after thirty minutes or so, he grudgingly half-way helped me, I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.
The neighbor offered to pay him to mow his pasture so he had thirty dollars riding on getting this mower hooked up. I yawned and stretched and said...remember yesterday when I asked you to help me do something......his face fell about five feet as it dawned on him where I was headed.
"So....you're not going to help me?"
"I didn't say that."
"I have to get started now or I won't finish before dark."
"Well...there's always tomorrow."
"But I want to spend the money tomorrow. Never mind...I'll do it without you."
Off he went. I peeked out the window and watched as he grunted and struggled trying to get the mower lined up on the PTO. It's hard for both of us to do, I don't know how Fred does it by himself. The extension arm is really stubborn.
Anyhow after a few minutes the fireworks started. It's a darn good thing I could only see and not hear because I have a feeling I would have had to wash his mouth out with soap. He yelled and hollered and hopped around in a circle, did a kind of a rain dance thing, threw his hat across the yard then went over and stomped on it. When I saw him turn around and head back to the house I sat down quick again.
"I NEED you to help me."
"I know that feeling."
He was fuming. Finally I swept off the front porch, gathered the eggs, and then I 'got around' to helping him. He got the mowing done and got his money.
Was this a mistake? Am I raising an angry kid by doing this turn about thing? Or does 'fair is fair' apply to kids as well.