Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Lost & Found....The Sequel

You might be wondering how my Lost and Found box turned out.
Well, it worked!  And it's still working.

After my box filled up, one Saturday I told the kids it was Clean-out-the-Lost-and-Found-Box Day.
If their items were not claimed and paid for, then they would be donated to Goodwill.
I dumped the box in the middle of the floor and each Fish Stick made their pile of belongings (apparently there were items they weren't ready to pay for but items they didn't want to get rid of).
I made a list of the amount of money they owed to reclaim their things.
Then they were given the option to pay up or work it off.
Some kids opted to pay....the ones who actually have money and don't allow it to burn holes in their pockets.
Others wanted (or needed) to work it off.

I pulled out my trusted Home Management Notebook and pulled up the Paid Chores pages.
I ended up having my garage pressure washed, cleaned and organized and my Lost and Found box emptied all in one Saturday.  Everyone was happy.  Well, maybe not everyone was happy but I was happy and all Fish Sticks have since been TONS better about keeping their personal belongings picked up!  My Lost and Found box has never been so full again.
It's working....try it!!
Paid Chore List

Clean Garage!

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Call Me Mean

I am a broken record.

I tell my kids this but that means nothing to them in the age that they are growing up in.

My Disney Peter Pan record had a big scratch right when the Indians captured Wendy.
"And a band of indians....
And a band of indians....
And a band of indians.....
And a band of indians...."

Over and over until we knocked the needle a bit to get past the scratch.

I don't know if they will ever understand that analogy but I find myself repeating myself over and over.

Pick up your clothes off the floor.

Put your shoes in the mudroom bench.

Who left their socks scattered in the kitchen?

Put your school folder in your backpack.

Don't forget to clear off your cereal bowl.

I drive myself crazy so I'm SURE I drive my kids crazy.

I know what my problem is.  Say it once.  Expect obedience.  Punish disobedience.  Obedience the 2nd time is disobedience.  It sounds so simple, but for me....well, I must be hard-headed or just extremely merciful which is coming back to bite me.

I'm the queen of new systems to maintain order in my home.  Charts.  Stickers.  Reward systems.  Prizes.  Praise.  Ask the Fish Sticks.  (Rolling of the eyes...."Mom's got a new chart, everyone.")  They are fleeting and it's because of me.  I just can't seem to keep them all up.  OR they lose their motivation with my Fish Sticks.
 
So what's new in the Fish House?  The Lost and Found Box.  New Rule:  Every night after kids are tucked away, I pick up the house....all over....bedrooms included.  Anything OUT OF ITS PLACE gets put into my Lost and Found Box.  No daily reminders.  No repeated directions.  No mercy.  I'm not nagging.  I'm not aggravated.  Just a happy sweep of the house at 8:30.

So how do they redeem their prized possessions that they neglected to put where they belong?  They have a choice:  pay 25 cents per item (that would be 50 cents for a pair of shoes) OR do a chore that is equivalent to 25 cents (I keep a list of pay-worthy chores in my home management notebook.).

This is week 2.  I think 95% of the things you see in this box were collected on Days 1-4.  I think that means its working.

Call me mean, but the needle has been pushed off "And the band of indians...." and I think I've become sweeter because of it.  And what's better than a sweet Mama.....with a picked up house?  :)
Lost and Found Box

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Summer Break Down

Being a mom of 6 kids isn't always easy.  Honestly, being a mom isn't always easy no matter how many kids you have.  I'll be the first to tell you that our life is not blog-perfect.  You know blog-perfect...all the kids are smiling, helpful and kind while the house has clean floors, cleared counter tops and Mama is always smiling with her fashionable ensemble and perfect make-up.  I'll be the first to tell you that although I don't want anyone to assume that life is perfect in the Fish House, the purpose of my family blog is not to air our dirty laundry.  I print our family blog yearly to replace my scrapbooking days of old.  There's many things I wouldn't want to print and read for generations to come.

On the flip side, I know it's important that we as mothers don't ever assume that any one's blog life is an indication that life is perfect.  We all have a messy house sometimes.  We all are culprits of feeding our family Fruit Loops for supper when we are in survival mode.  We all lose our tempers and raise our voices or say things that we shouldn't.  We all dishonor our husbands in one way or another by taking the horse by the reins.

So on that note, I will tell you that last week was rough for me.  Over half of the Fish Sticks were not obeying AT ALL and when you add a messy house and a long To Do list to that equation, this Mama was about to lose it.  And I did lose it.  As I was disciplining 2 highly emotional and disobedient Fish Sticks, I just broke down in tears crying.  Crying for their sinful behavior.  Crying for my inadequacies as their mother.  Crying because, like I Dream of Jeanie, I wanted to blink hard, fling my head-top pony tail and fix it all.  Now the Fish Sticks don't see me cry much.  Some of the reason is because I'm not a big crier in general and partly because I try not to cry in front of them.  Well, it got their attention and apologies came fast.  I was grateful for quick repentance (even though it really came from my own emotional state) but there still came the questions of "What am I doing wrong?".

Some of you might say "Nothing.  All children disobey and it's just a process of training them."  While that may be well and true, I believe it's always wise for we as parents to evaluate ourselves first.  It certainly is easier for us to fix our own behavior than to fix the behavior of others.  And so I prayed and asked the Lord to reveal to me my shortcomings as a mother.  I heard instantly from Him and knew He hit the nail on the head.  I have spent my summer with all 6 kids home 24/7 running and gunning to VBS, swim lessons, lake weekends, celebrations, cousin time, family reunions, etc. but living as a drill sergeant in order to keep order.  Instead of being a mother who smiles and enjoys the fun activities of the summer, I have shouted commands, lectured and made charts and lists that need daily review.  I realized that I haven't laughed with my kids much.  I haven't hugged and kissed them enough.  I haven't seen the things they do right and praise them for it.  I've corrected using negative words instead of instructed using positive words.  Yuck!  I'm surprised they would even want to be around me.

So the next morning was different.  It started with lots of smiles, lots of jokes, lots of tickles and lots of hugs and kisses.  My goal now is to compliment every Fish Stick for SOMETHING daily - even the ones that praising comes harder.  I always ask my kids when they cry, "Who are you crying for?"  Is it for YOURSELF?  If so, knock it off and shift your thoughts to someone else.  If it's for someone else, then minister and serve them.  So friends, who are you crying for?