
This picture says it all. Luke is doing whatever will make someone happy, Tayson is goofing off, Claire is being held and is grumpy and Sophie is no where to be found.
Each of my kids are so different and I struggle every day to do my best to help them develop and grow and know that they are loved. I want my home to be a safe haven for them. I never want them to worry about who they are or think for 1 second they aren't loved but at the same time I am trying to figure out how to teach them which requires discipline and rules and punishments.
Yesterday Tayson came home from school with 11 (yes 11) bad marks and not 1 good mark on his daily report. We have a rule for good and bad marks that good mean you can stay up longer and bad mean you go to bed earlier. Yesterday he should have gone to bed at 6:20....WHAT? I can't send my kid to bed without dinner and it was Monday so it was FHE which is also very important. Todd and I decided that since he was SO BAD and we think FHE is very important (especially since each week we are learning about and preparing for his baptism). So we had to change the rules slightly and take away friends for today and early bed tonight. Then this morning when we were eating breakfast the following conversation happened.
Todd: Tayson you need to be better at school today. You really are going to have to go to bed as soon as your homework is done and you've eaten dinner if you're bad again.
Tayson: I know I'll try
Todd: If you can't figure out how to be good I'm going to put you on Ritalin
Tayson: What's that?
Me: It's a drug
Todd: It's not drugs it's medicine and you don't like taking medicine do you?
Tayson: No. What does it do?
Me: It takes away your personality
Todd: No it doesn't it slows your brain down so you can behave and not distract others
Tayson: I don't want it I'll try to be good.
Then he said the prayer and it went something like this: "please help to get no minuses and lots of pluses and help my brain slow down on it's own".
It was so funny but also so sincere. I know he doesn't try to be bad in school and that he wants to do the right thing. But for the life of me I can't figure out how to help him. I never want him to feel bad about himself and have low self esteem but at the same time he simply can't act the way he does. I have no idea what to do or if we should just stay the course and eventually he will be able to control his behavior.
Last night Luke and I were in charge of the lesson at FHE and we were reading a few pages out of Tayson's baptism book on faith. I asked Luke to read the first paragraph assuming I would need to help him with most of the words. Nope. He read and read it well he knew "Heavenly Father" and "faith" and every other word except "prophet". He could figure out words so fast knowing the context of what we were talking about. I'm not trying to brag here but seriously I was so impressed. He was pretty much reading at the same level as Tayson. Crazy. After when we were alone (so that I didn't make Tayson feel bad) I told Luke how well he read and how proud I was of him and he said "I love reading mama". I told him I do too and he said "is that why you always lay in bed with a book?" ha ha ha. Yep. If I need a break I love to lay in bed with a good book. It makes me HAPPY! I hope that he has developed the same love for reading.
Claire....what can I say? The girl is all attitude. I told her last night at dinner she had to eat her whole dinner or no cookies for treat that night. She said "I don't care" and I think she meant it. Rather than fight with her I simply said "ok" and then she proceeded to eat her dinner so she could have treats. I'm pretty sure if I would have made a big deal about it she would have not eaten just to prove me wrong. Then later that night she came out of her room completely covered in black marker. She colored all over her arms and legs and got one small dot on her sheet. She was so upset that she couldn't go to be because of her sheets being dirty. She didn't care that her whole body was covered she just couldn't get into bed with that dot on the sheet. Please. I made her go to bed anyway and then spent a long time this morning scrubbing her arms and legs in the bath.
And what more can I say about Sophie other than she is such a silly girl. I love her spicy personality and how lovable and happy she is. I'm sure that she will give me a serious run for my money as she gets older though. She is my wild child with no cares in the world.
I am a pretty lucky gal to have my 4 beautiful and amazing kiddos. I hope that I can do my part in raising them. I'm not sure what kind of a joke it was to give me 4 totally different personalities - one of those things that is just so funny to someone else. Nothing that I learn from one kid passes on to the next. And I fear the next 17 years of all the things I still have to learn.