Let me write a story about my little girl adventure today.
It was a pleasant morning and everyone is having a simple breakfast.
The day before, Haney called me to express her happiness that she was able to fix a wooden aero plane successfully. She told me that she had placed it on the dining table for me to see when I come back from my night class.
When I came back from school, I saw the wooden aero plane nicely placed on the table and I was pretty impressed. Sincerely, it’s not as easy as Lego. It has instructions and she fixed it nicely, putting each pieces on the correct area. She even glued it nicely when one part of the wooden aero plane broke. Thus, to motivate her further, I placed two sweet erasers on the table this morning.
It was a gesture of “Well done!” I always try to inculcate sibling sharing as much as I can. Otherwise, it’s just unfair to abandon the other one. Netty being the smaller kid now loves anything and everything that’s pink. Worst, I had one pink butterfly and the other one is purple. As far as I know, Haney always loves purple and now she has a new favourite colour; turquoise blue.
The argumentation broke out when Haney insisted having the pink butterfly and next, Netty insisted on having the pink too.
OH GREAT!!!
Now I have two crying and wailing kids in the morning. I gave up and asked them to return me back the 2 butterflies.
Interestingly, both of them listened to me but after a few minutes, Haney started to shed tears insisting on the pink butterfly. I stand on my rights and persisted that no one will have the butterfly unless both girls share their butterflies. Otherwise, the butterflies are mine. Next I knew, the cry continued at the door as I walk away. I give haney two choices; either she calms down or she skips school but she continued to sob. This evil little mom walks away again while she follows me despite being mad at herself and not giving up to my decision.
Guess, where’s Netty? She was quietly keeping a distance from her kakak which I guess she knew her mama was angry with her.
Sometimes kids’ behavior does have great interest in me. At some point of their anger, they can simply calm down and continued feeling adamant on their needs. They subconsciously do every single irritating schema they can just to get their choice. Interestingly Haney calm down in the car but she continued to argue with me analysis and rationalizing why she always has to give in and why Netty must pick the same colour. I reiterate to her by saying that she’s a big sister and everyone in the family has to share. Even I share stuffs with the papa, that what we call love. Ahakz.
Next I reminded her that her favourite colour was purple and turquoise and she kept quiet. Then she expressed her sadness towards her mama by labeling me as a naughty person and she wanted to abandon me. Whoah, my girl suddenly shows an expression of hatred toward her mother. Yes, that does happen.
Well, I do accept her gesture and continued that she can wish to go to school on her own if she don’t like me. If only I have a magic wand, I would disappear in 10 seconds in the car. Hey, but it’s dangerous, who’s going to drive? Maybe switch to auto-pilot mode. Bleargh.
Double Bleargh. She started to cry again. Finally she gave up and said ok, ok, I don’t want the pink butterfly but I want a pencil.
What? Now, a pencil?
Of course, I gave a strict No; I told her that she’s unappreciative towards my gift and she should have say thank you instead of crying over it. I explained to her that I gave the gift as a gesture of well done towards her achievement of building the aero plane and it costs me money to buy those gifts. I continued by saying that she can’t just demand things from me.
Who’s the boss here? Of course, I never said that. Buweeek.
If she wants a pencil, she needs to save and get her own. You can’t just pluck notes from the trees. I told her everything here is expensive and she can’t simply ask for anything. Finally, I told her to save each coin I gave it to her. When she has enough of coins, I will bring her to the book shop and she can buy a pencil. After much explaining and debating about life, she tone down. I placed two pieces of 20 cents coins inside her bag. One coin for her and one coin for her little sister. Hee.
Now you know the reason why I stick with having 2 girls at home. Kids nowadays can really outsmart you and they no longer urbanized like us during our children era. A kid at the age of 5, she has to be treated like any adult and it’s tough to rationalize things with them. Worst, she can even express her sadness by saying, “I don’t want to talk about it!”
Don’t worry; no animals are harm during the heated argument. Heee. I just need a place to express my thoughts as a FTWM! Who says motherhood is easy. I say its fun!