Friday, November 03, 2006
Respecting other's property
This morning, I was greeted by the Queen telling me that she had broken her brother's glasses.
The screw just fell out. I promise, Mommy.
This is the same person who was told not TWO days ago to not touch her brother's glasses. They are HIS. ONLY his. Noone else's. And they are NOT a toy. So don't EVER. Touch. Them. Again.
Acknowledgment was received.
But this morning, instead of getting her morning cereal, the Queen decided to retrieve the Man's glasses from his case, and shove them on her head.
And as she is explaining to me that she didn't mean to break the glasses, she is wearing her three year old sister's skirt. Shoved on her eight year old butt. A skirt that I have told her is not hers, and I was to never see this skirt on her body again.
So this morning, this eight year old who should have known better than to touch her brother's glasses has had a trip to Libby Lu taken away from her.
She tells me that I promised to take her. I didn't promise. I said we would go.
But that was before I had to deal with paying for a new pair of glasses for her brother, and having to deal with the insolence that was being displayed to said brother when he started to cry about his sister breaking something that he had been doing such a good job of taking care of.
I told her that she would be paying for 1/2 of the glasses because she needed to, it was her responsibility to do so. Her comment to me:
Will you pay me back, because if you don't, that would be stealing from my account.
Hmmmm.... just like you stole your brother's ability to use his reading glasses. Yeah. Don't feel too much guilt about that one.
Anyone have any good book suggestions for BOTH of us?
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
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