The 2 younger curly girlies are on their way to losing their Hanukkah presents for tonight. Their rooms are disaster areas. I have told them multiple times this morning to clean, clean, clean, but they'd rather do any of the following: Fight with each other, pester me about snacks (I promise, I did feed them breakfast, but eating always seems like a better choice than cleaning does) or make a bigger mess in other parts of the house. Just as I felt my yell rising up, I took a deep breath, called them over to me and said their presents will be held hostage until their rooms are cleaned up. M (who I'm sure is going to end up being a lawyer) piped up with, "So, if we don't get our rooms cleaned until tomorrow, we just get them tomorrow!" I popped her bubble by pointing out that my offer has an expiration on it. If it's not cleaned by the time we light the menorah tonight, the presents become mine. . . for good. That got me 2 pairs of bug out eyes and M turned to L and said, "Come on, L! Let's go clean our rooms, or Mommy's not giving us our presents!" So. . . One would think that the idea of losing Hanukkah presents would be enough to get them to clean, but M then came up with the grand idea of having a cleaning race. L is not having it at all. She has been yelling, crying and whining and I'm fairly certain there isn't any cleaning going on in that little snot fest.
I have a feeling this is going to be one of those days where the girls are in their (messy) rooms and right before we light the menorah, there will be a lot of, "Wait!! I'm still cleaning!" and "Don't light yet! I'm almost finished!" in attempts to set their presents free.
No Yelling count: 2 Days Yell Free!
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