It's been hard to settle down to write. Woodjie can not only climb over the gate, he can climb over it in less than TWO seconds. One of G's workers observed that he can jump over it "like a little deer."
So... I know it doesn't seem like it should take that much time to teach him to "Quit doing that!" but it DOES. It just DOES.
Woodjie runs like wildfire, careens down the stairs and emerges with the toilet plunger. That is his fave thing to steal and run around with, though sometimes he'll operate the television or grab the giant blue ball and try to "hide" it behind the couch as though Mom would never notice.
Good grief. He does this WHILE I'M WATCHING, but I can TELL that he waits and times it so that I am indisposed changing Rose's diaper or dealing with other chaos. And he has the biggest smile, like he's getting away with something. And he's going to get hurt or lost at this rate! Arg.
Anyway, we're working on it. Often.
Lately when I have a calm moment, I just like to sit near him and loudly announce that I'm so happy that I will never have to deal with another "Blondie kiss" again, because those are so frightening. Almost without fail, Woodjie will sneak up on me and smooch my cheek, and I pretend to be very scared of the horrendous "Blondie." He loves scaring me. I get hugs during this game, too.
In homeschool time, Elf and Emperor had an assignment to write about how they can do better at home. One of my homeschoolers punched me the other day... and it had better never happen again. They were both pretty naughty. I know this probably never happens in your home and that your children would never even think of hitting Mom out of anger. Maybe you'd better read another blog, because our family strives for Christlikeness but fails quite frequently.
"The Bible, in Exodus, tells about honoring parents. Because in the Bible there are ten commandments. One of them is, honor your parents. There's also don't worship Idols. Don't commit adaltry, Don't lie, Don't murder. Don't steal. and Ect. I disobeyed honor your parents. Eventally when I did it to much, Mom took my cuddly wuddly Torchic. And Dad (disciplined) me! I got sent to bed for the rest of the day. I can have Torchic back at tuesday morning. I'm very close to nine. and if I keep it up me and Moms friendship will be cut off. But today I'm writing this very Paper because Mommy said so. But I'm obeying my parent so I'm obeying Jesus Christ. I'm sure I'tll never happen ever again."
"I can be a help by watching the babies for my mom. I can be a help by obeying my mom, for example, if she tells me to eat lima beans, (witch I'm sure she wouldn't do that) I will eat them (Mabe not). I will do whatever she says. Thank you mom! You have done so much for me and I haven't been so nice to you mom so tell me what I have to do and I will do it.
So... should I get some lima beans out just to see what will happen? I love my children... I really do. I hope they learn to BE NICE soon, because we've had too many crabby woozles of late here. :)