The other night I had the kiddos out in the back with me playing on the swing set. Yes, we have one of those and I practically have o beg them to play on it. Usually I have to bribe them with water. My kids love to make their slide into a water slide. Chase then hunts for a huge bucket and wants it filled up like a pool. He’s kinda getting too big this year. He was a bit disappointed when he couldn’t stretch out and splash like he did last summer.
While they played in the water I was able to work in my garden area. I’m excited, my tomatoes are growing like gang busters. My herbs are doing well and I hope to have some carrots come up soon (although only two seeds out of an entire envelope is growing). Anyways. I’m working hard in the garden and I hear Chase and Emma fighting. Intervention became necessary before it became physical. After I told him that he needed to play nicely with Emma he responded ever so seriously: “I don’t want to play with Emma I want to fight with Emma.” At least he’s honest!
Okay, fast-forward a few more days and I go pick up the kids from summer school. Emma meets me with an ever so serious expression. “Momma, don’t look in my book bag.” I look at her quizically. “Why not?” She anxiously responds with a deep sigh, “I don’t want you to see the note with the yellow face on it.” Yellow means ‘think about it’. I asked her why she got a yellow. “I don’t want to tell you, Momma!” At which point the teacher comes by and whispers, “She kept pushing other students.” Great!!!! I have a budding bully on my hands. At least she’s honest!
In the car we talk about Emma’s behavior. Chase pops up, “Uh-oh, I taught her how to push, right mom. I need to try again.” I love my children. In his serious and awesome way he realized that not only did Emma need o work on her social skills, but he needed to work on proper behavior as well. I love how honestly speaking my children are!