Guy- THANK YOU,
FANS AND FRIENDS AND ODDS AND ENDS.
YOU JIMS AND SALS ARE MY BEST PALS.
TO LOOK YOUR BEST FOR THE BIG CONTEST,
BE YOURSELVES AND HAVE A BALL, AFTER ALL.
FORGET ABOUT THE CAMERA AND
THINK ABOUT THE BEAT.
GIVE THE FOLKS A TREAT.
Now let's get ready to play
LET'S MAKE A DEAL WITH
The crowd goes wild.
A- Cole if you quit sucking your thumb, we'll buy you
CB- What color? Green?
A- YES! Can we make a deal???
.....5 months later, thumb sucking
A- Cole, if you take a bath I won't wash your hair! Can
we make a deal?
Cole - YES!
.....in the tub screaming and gnashing of teeth trying
A- Cole, If you are a good boy today while I am taking Sky
to the Doctor I will buy you a Hot Wheel! Can we
make a deal son??
CB- Yes, Momma, I'll be a good boy!
...when I get home I hear nothing but havoc that was
wreaked and how they're never going to keep him again.
Here's the thing, one on one time is angelic....two on
one time or three on one time....demonic whine fest.
A - Cole are you going to play soccer on your next game
and tuck your shirt in?
CB - yes Momma, I AM I CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY MY
A- Can we make a deal?
....get to the soccer field last night with a shirt tucked
in, ready to play.
On the field the games starts. He
decides he doesn't want to play after all.
..........strand by strand with tweezers, I tell ya.
...With CB it is all about the follow up. We had asked him if he wanted to play soccer. He said, "yes."
"Okay then, you'll have to tuck your shirt in and be part of
your team." He understands this and relays to us he was
just tired the last game and so forth...leading us to believe
this was a one time fluke event.
I had told him if he showed his butt again we were not
going to stay at the field. That I was going to take him
home and he would go to bed. We had to drive a long way
over to the field, Dad has to get off work early, everyone is
adjusting to fit your needs.... so bad attitude = go home
and go to bed.
CB- Okay Momma.
Last night, after looking forward to playing a game all day
and tucking his shirt in effortlessly...he had a melt down
on the field and would not play. I relayed our deal....no
playing, bad attitude = go home and go to bed.
He called my bluff.
CB- I want to go home and go to bed, I don't want to play.
He is just about to get worked up into a fit, I can see the
horse back leg kicking moves about to commence. So I
tell him to get up we are leaving. He leaves the field
area sucking his thumb, with D still coaching his team.
The other parents are looking at me like, "What the heck?"
I suspect. I tried not to imagine the thoughts going
through their minds, cause.....EMBARRASSED.
I have to deal with the follow through.
I 100% understand the boy is 4 3/4 years old. I
understand he may not be ready for organized sports
no matter how hard he plays in the back yard. I
understand kids get tired by the end of the day. I
mean he's my 4th kid for petes sake, but his blatant
determination to not do what he originally said he was
going to do, irritates the crap out of me.
D told me I should have left him at the field and made him
sit the game out, tis what my mom told me also. Which is
what we did last week. CB is clever enough to remember
if we followed through or not, he forgets nothing.
He knows exactly how far he can push before the gong
My parenting skills suck these days. I have been praying
for grace to be a better parent incessantly since we got in
the car last night. I don't want to come this close to the
teenager-hood in my older kids and lose my perspective
now with the youngest one.
I thought by now I would have worked out all these kinks.
All this to say...
You CAN NOT make a deal
with a baby.