Actually, I do have a post that’s not about my book.
And two posts in one day? Cue the apocalypse.
The last few weeks have been very, very busy, plus my husband has been out of town. In all this chaos, I have made a marvelous discovery. My children have actually learned some of the things I’ve taught them. I have spent years and years repeating the same things over and over to them.
“Do your chores and homework first.”
“Finish what you started.”
“Clean up after yourself.” or the common, “Don’t leave Clark tracks.”
Etc., etc. You’re no stranger to these things, so you know what I’m talking about.
Now, I’m not saying I’ve arrived, but it dawned on me that they are starting to get it. Finally! They are doing their chores and homework and actually earning their privileges, with less and less complaint. Grant is suddenly taking a lot more personal responsibility for his homework. Natalie will sometimes come and report to me that she finished doing a task that I don’t even remember asking her to do. This morning, Clark stuck his face in my room while I was still in bed and told me, “I’m starting on my chores early so I don’t have to do them after school.” Seriously? There must have been an alien abduction. Or an angelic visitation. Something.
Anyway, I just wanted to offer hope. If you find yourself saying the same things over and over and over again and wonder if they will ever get it…. well, they just might. And won’t you be surprised?
Yesterday, Clark walked into the office while I was on the computer and I could immediately tell he was hiding something in his hand. “What do you have?,” I asked, “Hands up! Drop it.” He did, and it was a napkin, folded up. I opened it and this is what I found:
(written in yellow highlighter: “I love you.” and a little heart)
“Oh. Thank you,” I said.
I think I like these kids.