In September, I posted the following on my Facebook page:
My son decided that once school started he would not eat junk food for the next three months. Laughing I said if that happens I’ll give you £100. Lured by the bait, that I know I will never have to pay 😂😂😂😂😂, he accepted the challenge.
Since that day when I inadvertently- I mean foolishly – made that bet, my son has not had a crisp, sweet, chocolate, snack, icecream, nada. For three months, he has had fruit at school lunches; even enlisted his friends to help him keep on top of it. At birthday parties, he has stuck to fruit and veg. And at home, a child who I have had to restrain from having multiple snacks a day, suddenly metamorphosed into an overnight health aficionado.
As part of the agreement, he was allowed a day off for his birthday. Apart from that day, despite my attempts to sabotage his challenge (believe me I tried) he has resisted and kept at it. A low point came when I started to offer him get-out-of=jail cards at £20 each to eat an unhealthy snack. *SMH*
Although I had failed to reduce my impending liability, I was still confident. I thought even if he lasted a little while, there was no way he would survive Christmas without junk food. Boy was I wrong. Clearly I do not know my son very well because he sailed through the festive season like a pro.
There are so many morals to this story that I don’t know where to start. So here I am, £100 lighter, shamefaced and eating humble-pie for underestimating a child. Now we just need to channel this determination and discipline into keeping a tidy room in 2017.
This will be the last time I ever make a bet with him or any other child for that matter. I’ve been schooled!
I was on the phone to a friend and my daughter did something very naughty. I told her off severely and asked her to face the corner.
Whilst I was still on the phone, her time-out was over and we started playing. I begun to tickle her. My friend chuckled and asked why I was giving my daughter mixed signals as she knew from the tone of my voice that I had been quite upset with her. I replied,
I never want my children to feel that being upset about their action is equal to being out of love with them. I want them to know that they are loved, even when they are naughty.
Everyone who knows me knows I abhor bad behaviour. Nonetheless, the need to discipline or correct my children will (God-willing) never override the value of my relationship with them. It’s a constant litmus test for me.
It is my desire that no matter what they do, however old they are and however bad it is, my children will always come to me knowing they’ll find unconditional love.
I’ll be honest though. This has backfired on me a few times. There have been occasions when I’ve told them off and immediately after they are asking for a treat or chatting away to me about something unrelated. It seems they still need lessons in sober reflection. 🙂
I’m an observer by nature. I try and learn from life and what I observe in the lives of others. Life has so many tests and what I have gleaned from my observations have granted me some ‘exemptions’ from several tests.
I’m listening to a man denigrate someone else in a role he would like to have and I ask myself the following:
If you have to bring someone down to elevate yourself or make yourself look better, then you’ve really got to ask why you do this. Could it be that you don’t feel good enough? Or perhaps you have a low opinion of yourself? And so the only way to come off feeling better is to bring down everyone else around you to your perceived level?
Note to self: If you don’t have anything positive to say about someone, then keep quiet. Second note, if you aspire to be something, go for it and don’t blame others for where you find yourself.