The school term has officially started in my household. I had a hell of a time with those boys this morning. Sending Shakir in the shower resulted in him bursting into whiny complaints of unfairness as he pointed fingers at his brother. I took the weapon in hand early. Today was the wrong day to start with me. You'd think he'd retract, but noooo. Anyway, you can be sure that as I dispensed justice, it honestly hurt him way more than it hurt me. As a child, I wondered at the cliché that punishment hurts me more than the child, but to date, I can honestly say I've found this to be untrue. A child who is not disciplined will be an embarrassment to me publicly and I'm not dealing with that. Better you learn now than cause your own destruction later.
There are those who will disagree with my methods and I'm not saying you should beat a child for everything, but you've got to declare your hand early. Its important to have your children at the stage where once you're in public, you only need to whisper to them and they straighten up. I say this because we live in a society where people are malicious. Don't get me wrong, there is genuine concern and then there is blatant interference. People who will tell you how not to discipline your children and try to beg for them, but then, behind your back, will talk about how disgusting said child is. Back chat and those type things are cute to these people when the child is now learning to speak, but once that child is past five, those same people will say he's rude. Don't mistreat your children, but make sure that they understand that you mean business with that one look and be prepared to take away privileges, etc. Yes, they will pout, they will tell you they aren't friends with you and things like that, but these lessons will ensure that in future you aren't communicating with them at Her Majesty's pleasure.
On a lighter note, sitting in the bus this evening, it was amazing to see the number of school children with cell phones. And not just regular run of the mill cell phones either, but fancy, expensive phones that put mine in the shade. All of a sudden, this boy who had vacated his seat because he would soon be getting out, asks his friends to call his phone because he can't find it. As I glance up, I see the outline of what appears to be a phone in his top pocket and all I'm thinking is, let him sweat a little. Wicked of me? Maybe. When one of his friend's pointed out the phone in his pocket, I heard him say, "that's embarrassing." LOL! Don't feel no pressure youngster, we mothers have similar episodes daily.
Allison is mother to two active boys who challenge her on a day to day basis with their escapades. In her other life, Allison juggles a regular day job as a marketing executive in a health food organization. At night, when everyone is asleep, she dreams of being a fulltime writer and super hero.