Please pick up five things to throw away I tell my kids as I park our truck in front of the house. My truck has turned into everyone’s trash can. Not proud to admit this, but we eat on the go all the time. It’s a habit that seems too big to break.
When I asked my kids to pick up the trash in the back seat they just stared at me. I threatened them with the usual, no more eating in the car if you guys can’t clean up.
I’m not sure if my four year old daughter was listening, but she took a bag of graham cracker crumbs and pours it on top of her brother’s head.
I scream what are you doing? They just stand there with trash, jackets, toys, bags, and book all around their feet not moving a finger to pick it up.
I let them know how sick and tired I am of their messes. Nothing gets picked up and they don’t seem to care. So I cancel our fun afternoon activities and send them to their rooms as a punishment.
Kaylee cries and my heart hurts. Justin screams at me, “I am tired of you Mom.”
Now my heart is broken.
Parenting is hard and I miss the mark often. When my kids rebel I want to yell and they just yell back.
I know I could have handled things differently. They pick up so much better when I sing a song with them and help. Life goes so much smoother when I have a good sense of humor. What if I laughed with my daughter when she poured cracker crumbs all over her brother instead of shame her? Looking back it was kind of funny and I wish that I didn’t get mad.
In my Mommy Moment time out chair, I wonder about my attitude. Why am I getting sick and tired of my kid’s messes? Is it because it’s inconvenient for me and messes require me to work when I rather have fun? Why don’t I make cleaning up more enjoyable for all of us?
My daughter loves when I come into her room and help her organize it and decorate it. She smiles and hugs me. My son loves when I create different spaces for him to be creative. I show my kids that I love them when I serve them with kindness.
I fear that when I yell at them, they might think that I am sick of them, and that is never a message I want my Justin and Kaylee to receive from me.
I want to show them love in everything I say and do. When they feel better they do better. When they see me take care of messes with a good attitude, they pitch in better.
I have to sometimes step back from my busy days and remind myself what amazing blessings they are. Truly they are my treasures sent from God for me to cherish and love.
I’m going to show my six year old and four year old how much I love them by taking care of them in the messes.