Five Years of Age

I was reading THIS POST over at Sticks and saw this line:

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

Lately I have not been making the most of what comes my way. It is not the end of the world what has been going on... the normal stuff... money, time, and sleep (or at least for me this is an ongoing item)... but then throw in a five year old.

My angel. He has gotten to be difficult. Not just a little. I mean temper tandrum, screaming, PITA difficult. I am glad he is growing and trying to become more independent. I am not happy with the talking back, getting cheeky with me and the other things that are happening. This boy who had only gotten enough spankings that they could be counted on one hand, now have enough I can't count. And this is AFTER we have done time outs, taking away Wii and computer privileges.

It makes it harder to find the good stories to write about him when you spend the day correcting him. I'm working on it. It may take me a little more time but I'm working on it.

Interesting enough, Bou mentioned she had some problems with her boys at this age... the person I carpool with to take the boys to school is having a similar problem with her son now. The only other issue I have is that Tot is now trying a few of these 'No's out as well. Good thing I'm strong enough to take them both on... but again, it makes for little blog fodder.

How many times can I write how I told my son to pick up his shoes and put them away, get told NO and put him in time out. After time out, tell him to pick up his shoes and put them away now, get told NO and take away the Wii and computer time. Put the shoes away now. NO. Fine, time for a spanking... suddenly the shoes disappear. Now mind you... my mom freaked when she saw me spank my child... It was whack on the butt with the clothes on... THAT WAS IT??? was her response. From the way Tater acted she thought I must really use a belt or something. Nope. Amazing huh?

It gets old but must be consistent and must be done. I will not have a child that grows into a teenager with this kind of disrespect for me. Not going to happen. Besides it is just dangerous to have a child that doesn't listen. What if a car is barreling down the road and I tell him to get out of the road? NO! Yaa... not the response you want to hear.

Hence, if you have any thoughts or ideas or support... I'm all eyes (or ears). But it will work out one way or another. Just not a lot to blog about while it is happening.

Posted by vw bug at January 24, 2008 06:23 AM | TrackBack