Monday, August 22, 2011

Why do you make me work so hard?

Tonight while eating Dinner. I was having a discussion with the girls about chores. Aly is usually a pretty good little helper, as long as she is in a good mood. Brooklyn, on the other hand, can not seem to manage doing a chore without first complaining about it for at least three times as long as it would actually take to complete the task. Tonight I told the girls they needed to empty the dishwasher. I have them do it as a team, so one can be up on the counter and the other can hand up the dishes. I know, most moms would prefer to keep their kids off the counter, but mine always climb up there anyways, so they might as well do something helpful in the process.

The deal was, that they had to complete the chore before they could have dinner. Brooklyn immediately began to whine "why do you make us work so much?". My responses are usually something like "Because I am a mean mom who loves to torture her kids." or "I love to pretend like I am Miss Hannigan, and you are my orphans and have you to clean the whole house".

Foote on the other hand trys to take the loving approach and help them realize the benefit of respondsibilities. At dinner Foote asks Brooklyn " When you grow up an have a house do you think you will want your house to be clean or dirty?" Brookie replied "Clean." Foote - "Will you want your house vacuumed?", Brookie - "yes" Foote - "How will you know how to vacume your house if you never practice." long pause Brookie -"Well, when I was at Grandma's house, she told Ann how to vacuum in a straight line and I was listening to her, so I know how to vacuum." Foote - "Don't you think you will need to practice" Brookie - "No I was listening so, I will just remember." Leave it up to brook to justify herself out of chores.

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