Last night (after a very long day for all of us), my newly 8 yr old was not in cooperation mode. I asked if he would help me make dinner as usual and he refused. When dinner was ready, we all sat down to eat and he sat on the couch upside down with his feet in the air. He said he didn't want to eat.
My dh told him that it was family time too so he could sit and talk with us even if he didn't want to eat.
DS grumbled about that too. DH suggested that DS looked hot and bothered. Maybe he would be calm after a cool bath. I ran a cool bath and he argued about that. He didn't want to get in. I told him that he only had to get in for 2 minutes. Just to get the sweat/dirt off.
At this point, he was angry. He wanted to get a point across so he starts splashing around as rambunctiously as he can, water going everywhere...all over the floor.
And I snapped. I reacted. I reached out and gave him a slap on the cheek. I told him to knock it off. Now I had more mess to clean up.
DEAR LORD. I don't want to be a hitter
My dh told him that it was family time too so he could sit and talk with us even if he didn't want to eat.
DS grumbled about that too. DH suggested that DS looked hot and bothered. Maybe he would be calm after a cool bath. I ran a cool bath and he argued about that. He didn't want to get in. I told him that he only had to get in for 2 minutes. Just to get the sweat/dirt off.
At this point, he was angry. He wanted to get a point across so he starts splashing around as rambunctiously as he can, water going everywhere...all over the floor.
And I snapped. I reacted. I reached out and gave him a slap on the cheek. I told him to knock it off. Now I had more mess to clean up.
DEAR LORD. I don't want to be a hitter










We've all had parenting moments we're not proud of.


