I’m considering recording my voice saying common phrases to my kids such as:
– Put your shoes on, please.
– Food belongs at the table.
– Sit down to eat.
– Please get your pj’s on.
– You need to find your coat.
– It’s almost time to go.
– Let’s pick up.
– Yes.
– No.
– I already said no.
I already feel like a skipping record half the time, so maybe this would be a better method than starting out with the nice voice, gradually getting firmer, sometimes pleading, other times yelling, usually ending with an exasperated “Would you just do ___!”
My clever mommy side attempts to be prepared whenever we have some place to go, especially now that winter requires a coat, hat, mittens, shoes, and socks. (Oh, how I miss the simple summer days of “Get your sandals on please.”) A typical school day morning goes like this:
– Breakfast
– Ella wants to play or watch tv or both.
– I explain how she has to get dressed (including shoes and socks), get her hair combed, and brush her teeth first.
– This should take 10 mins maximum so we could play, but never does. Half the time she manages to take her shoes off right before it’s time to go.
– No matter how much I prepare, most of the time we are scrambling out the door and I am holding my tongue.
I think half of my mother frustrations could be eliminated if we 1. Never had to eat, 2. Never had to go anywhere and 3. Had a home that magically cleaned up crumbs, toys, and crayons after us.
I realize this is just another opportunity for me to learn patience. But, man I feel like a robot stuck on a cycle of phrases today. To focus on the positive, here are the phrases I would not want to record because I never tire of saying them:
– I love you!
– Thank you.
– Good job!
– That’s awesome!
– You are cute.
– You are sweet.
– I’m so lucky to be your mommy.
– Can I have a hug/kiss?
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It’s so hard not to get frustrated with all the repetition, though.
Your post makes me think of Anita Renfroe’s piece – the name of which escapes me but is about being a Mom to the tune of William Tell Overture. If you have never checked it out, you might enjoy.
Oh how I can relate!! LOL!
I fond myself repeating the same thing over and over to my husband. I feel as though I married a teen ager and I’m his mother having to clean after him, close drawers and cupboards etc… I mean seriously, he’s 44!