There are many ways you can get a kid to do things. In our house, it is often by making a joke out of things. Picture this: mom dancing or making up a stupid song to eat your peas or brush your teeth. Today it consisted of me acting like choo-choo train into the boys room to get them dressed...then trying to get their pjs into the hamper with a toss over my shoulder with them cheering (missing sometimes "requiring" me to get another piece of clothing off them to try again).
If I'm not wearing my dancing shoes...or just don't feel like getting creative, you can hear me say "before I count to three." And we all know, the kid starts moving at 2 and three quarters, or maybe 2 and nine tenths.
The new couple down the street recently threw out one last storm window. Their loss...literally. Well, today as I drove by their house this morning in my daily commute, a funny scenario I witnessed a few days back, made me laugh out loud to myself. Yes, I really DID laugh out loud...I really did LOL.
While walking by one balmy January 2012 day (in this nice 40 degree weather)...I saw the man trying to wrangle 3 kids into the car with the lady still in the house. She watches kids in her home daycare, so the 3 kids were about 2 or 3 years old. I think the boy he was talking to was his son, but I'm not quite sure. All I am sure is that I heard "Get in the car NOW, otherwise I'll punch you in the balls."
Oh my! Did I really heard an adult say that to a toddler? We all lose our cool with kids, sometimes it's witnessed, sometimes it's not. I'm thinking that this threat is heard often in this house if it came so fluid out of the man's mouth.
Some may be disgusted by his actions...at my core, I really don't like it. But, keeping all things in perspective, it really has nothing to do with me. My kids aren't in her 'daycare', they don't hang with them (yet), and I got to witness something that I can say I have never heard in my life.
This new couple hasn't done many things people on our block like. This witness just adds to their classiness. And, really...it's funny - I think it belongs in a white-trash sitcom. I can't wait until I remember to tell my neighbor about it.
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