I only have one child. I love him dearly. I wouldn’t trade him for the world. I’d give my life for him, and God help anyone who tried to harm him.
But there are times when I just get so frustrated with the boy, and I wonder WTF he’s thinking.
How many times do I have to tell him to put soap in the dishwasher when he does dishes?
Why should I have to tell him to put soap in the dishwasher in the first place?
Why did I have to put a sign above the washing machine after he kept forgetting to use laundry detergent?
He takes the trash out every week. Every other week our recycling goes out. We’ve had a large box sitting by the recycling bin for about a month now. It needed to be cut down & put into the bin (they won’t take it, otherwise). Has the boy done it? No. He takes the bins to the curb & he leaves the large box at the side of the house. Exposed to the elements….. It’s been rained on numerous times, and dried. It’s quite “ookey” at this point. Today I got tired of looking at it. I cut it up and put it in the recycling bin.
If I want clean dishes, I have to do them.
If I want a clean house, I make a list of chores. I give him things to do. I do what’s on my list. He breezes through his list and I know he hasn’t thoroughly cleaned anything. I have to stop what I’m doing, go behind him and point out everything he’s missed. Why can’t he see the dust? Why can’t he see the dirt? Why do I have to make a list to begin with? Why can’t he just see what needs to be done and do it?
What’s he going to do when he’s on his own? :: headdesk ::