This all goes back to Friday. We dropped the kids off at the in-laws. About 10 minutes later I get a call from my mother-in-law, Noah has gotten into the stash of not yet wrapped Christmas gifts. I told her if she wanted, take the gifts that he saw back to the store. I was told by a few people "that is too harsh". I knew I wasn't going to be seeing Noah until Sunday, so I had some time to "cool down" and think about what I wanted to say to him.
This takes us to Sunday. Dan started talking about wanting to decorate for Christmas and with the potential of the leak (in his head) not being fixed I didn't want him to carry anything up stairs. So I decided to surprise him and decorate the house myself. Thinking that he would be overjoyed to come home and have the house be all "Christmasy". I had it all worked out to do on Wednesday. Our friend Helen and my dad where both going to come and help. I had it all figured out. I was soo excited it was going to be a grand surprise.
Sunday evening I took some time with Noah and had a talk with him. I explained that he didn't need to be snooping around for gifts. If something was covered up then he was not supposed to be looking at it. If he accidentally found something to KEEP HIS MOUTH SHUT and act surprised when it was given as a gift. And if I found out that he had been snooping at any ones house, then the gifts he found would go back to the store. That was his ONE warning on the subject. I was very proud of myself. I was very nice about it all. I did you a stern voice, but no yelling. Job well done, ME!
Now we are at Monday. I did just what I said I would do in my first blog post. I did some laundry. (The reason I never did laundry in the first place was because of the steps. I'm fat and have bad knees and the steps seem steep and narrow to me, so I don't like to use them. I generally don't go down stairs for ANYTHING! We had planned that once we moved and had main floor laundry I would then take it over.) Dan read my post yesterday and said he did not mind doing the laundry, so I will do loads as I can. I will fold it all and put it away. I had gone down and done 2 loads and folded what needed to be folded, so I was feeling pretty good! I also had unloaded the dishwasher and re-loaded it so the sink was empty when Dan came home. I had made plans to make dinner until Dan reminded me that we were going to make the Auntie Anne's Pretzel Kit with Noah.
Noah came home from school around 4 and asked to play out side for a bit. I said that was fine. When he was putting on his shoes and I asked him how his day went. He said, "fine". I figured that would be his answer so I asked if anything good happened at school, "no" and if anything bad happened, "no". The he asked, "mom, why are you asking"? "Just because I wanted to know how your day was". Noah, "Ok, you are acting all suspicious". I laughed.
After playing outside for about 30 mins he came in and asked, "What is that Blues back pack in the garage for"? I calmly told him it was a Christmas gift and asked him what was he doing snooping around. Keep in mind we had JUST talked about this the night before. I my mind I pictured myself yelling and screaming and steam blowing out my ears, but I was very nice about it all. He said that he was not snooping. After talking to Dan and doing some investigation, he had to have been snooping to have found it. So he was sent to his room to clean it and for the evening for lying. If there is ONE thing I DO NOT tolerate, it is lying!!!! I even had a nice calm, talk with him, set the timer and gave him 10 minutes to think about it and fess up. He still insisted he was telling the truth. The one good thing was that his room got mostly clean! He did however miss out on the pretzels (we did not make them, saving it for another night) and the movie we had planned on watching with him.
Dan came home and confirmed that Noah was snooping. He then went down stairs to rotate some laundry and took for ever to do. I went and check and he was down stairs moving Christmas boxes. I asked why he was doing that. (He had made plans for his mom to come help bring them up, but I had told her to make an excuse not to be able to. So she did and was going to be coming on Wednesday instead.) I asked where he thought the tree should go, since we were on the topic of Christmas decorations. He then asked who was going to be coming to help me decorate and began to throw a fit over how he wanted to do it himself. That then ended up in a big fight, and me cancelling the grand surprise.
It all ended in me feeling my night was a disaster and failure.
Thank God today is a new day and will be better. Just makes me sad that Dan and Noah ruined thier surprises....
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