I figure most all oft he folks reading here have been on a long trip with a child (and for some children, 30 minutes is a long trip). And, if you’ve done as much, you’ve probably answered the question, “Are we there yet?” just about as many times as the next guy out there, right?
Well, so what I want to know is this, your response to your child’s questions, behaviors, actions, and other words in general shapes the attitude that your child exhibits, right?
Ok, I’ll wait while you go read that again. My husband gets firing mad when one of the boys makes a smart remark to him. However, he is such a smart-arse with them that it makes me want to scream. If I have drawn his attention to it once (not in front of the kids mind you), I’ve done it about as many times as they’ve asked “how many more miles?”
I keep trying to tell him that although he is the adult, it doesn’t give him permission to be rude to the children. Can I get an Amen?
This is one of the issues that I plan to take up in counseling. I think if another person (especially another man) points out to him that he shapes their attitudes with his, he will listen.
See the most challenging part is that he never talks to me like that. If he had talked to me like he does the kids, I wouldn’t have been around past the second or third remark. And, I’ve told him as much. But, he doesn’t get it.
Here’s a typical conversation from today?
Walker: are we there yet? (now given, this was about 5 miles from home)
Wayne: don’t start that, we just left home
Walker: Why do we have to stop at Wal-mart, I don’t want to get my haircut
Wayne: no one said you were getting a haircut so just don’t worry about it
Walker: hummmmpf
Wayne: you can stop that humpfing and snorting or we will just turn around and go home
Fast forward, we’ve left Wal-mart where we were for probably 45 minutes.
Walker: how many miles to the beach?
Wayne: a long way, now just watch your movie
Walker: but how many miles is it?
Wayne: I don’t know I said
Come on, was this not the most opportune time to teach the child something that was probably way over his head but…..he does grasp a lot of it, he really does
Fast Forward Again, we pull in at P.F. Chang’s to eat lunch
Walker: what are we doing here? I don’t want to eat here?
Wayne: no one asked you where you wanted to eat
Walker: but I don’t like it here, do you mama?
Me: silence, staying out of it
Wayne: well we are eating here because mommy and I like it, you like it too so just hush
Fast Forward and we make a wrong turn coming out of P.F. Changs. We make a u-turn.
Walker: why did you turn around daddy?
Wayne: I’m driving and it doesn’t matter, you just watch your movie
Teaching a lesson in directions, paying attention to the signs, etc just waiting in the wings to be taught, right?
Walker: but we were going one way and you said it was the beach and then you turned around, where are we going now
Me: *I’ve had all I can take at this point” Walker, we just made a wrong turn and we have to turn around. This is the way to the beach ok? Now, which movie do you want to watch?
Walker: how far is it?
Me: 4 movies
Now come on, is it brain surgery to give a child the distance in something that he can understand?
Wayne: far enough for you to watch your movie and go to sleep
Walker: I don’t want to go to sleep
Wayne: well do it anyway
Ok, this bantering has gone on all day and it happens quite frequently. My knee-jerk response is to jump in every time because I can’t stand the attitude he gives them and the grief that he gives them when they start acting like him.
When we went to counseling for the first time, the counselor asked why we were there. So, I basically told him how Wayne talked to the children and if he didn’t quit mistreating them, I was leaving. Now, I know, in the whole scheme of things, that’s no where near as mistreated as some kids are. I’m not talking about abuse..well, it borders on verbal abuse if you ask me but he refuses to see it that way.
So, he and the counselor chatted and as I’ve mentioned before, the anti-depressant is helping. But, on days like today, he simply can not hold his tongue. And, by him I mean, Wayne, not Walker or Jace.
Yes, both of them can give you attitude but they give him attitude way more than they do me. He told them to do something this morning and Jace swirled around with his hands on his hips with this look of disgust on his face. He didn’t say a word, his actions said it all. Wayne almost come unglued on the kid.
I was standing behind him so I whispered, you gave them lip, you gotta be willing to take lip back. Now, I don’t mean that literally, I don’t think children should backtalk or make actions of disgust to their parents. But, I also believe that children deserve to be talked to with a little respect at least.
I’m going to give you the dialog from a couple of conversations that Walker or Jace and I have had today. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not perfect, I even got upset just a few minutes ago at the gas station because Walker was rolling his window up and down and I had to tell him several times to stop. I didn’t however get attitude, I simply had to be more stern about the 400th time I said stop. I’m kidding, I only do 2 commands, the 3rd command warrants punishment.
WARNING: RANT AHEAD AND ME TELLING YOU HOW TO HANDLE DISCIPLINE WHEN I DON’T KNOW MUCH MYSELF
Ever since the first year I taught, that’s been my strategy. I will warn you once just in case you didn’t know something was unacceptable. I will warn you a second time just as a matter of benefit. But, if it comes to a third time, you have simply been disrespectful and acted inappropriately.
RANT OVER
So, even though it felt like 400 times, it was only 2. But, I did get loud with him about it because he had already been told to leave the windows alone earlier in the day. So, our conversations go more like this.
Kid: How much more to we have to drive?
Me: We have to go to Wal-mart and get sand shoes remember?
Other kid: me too? I’m getting sand shoes too?
1st Kid: no, you already have sand shoes
Me: we will probably get both of you a pair, they are on sale now since summer is almost over
2nd Kid: does that mean it won’t take many dollars
Me: yes, that’s exactly what it means
1st kid: *he is only 3* good because I don’t got no dollars in my pockets
Fast forward to leaving gas station and preparing to put DVD in dual monitor DVD player purchased just for this trip but going back to store because they blip and start over at the least little bump. Anyway, leaving gas station,
Me: Ok, on the way to the beach, Jace gets to pick the first movie, then when it goes off, Walker you can pick one
Walker: ok
Jace: ok, I want to watch……….
Walker: how far to the beach?
Me: you have to watch this movie, then we will eat lunch, then if you watch 4 movies after that, we will be there
Brain surgery? No?
Walker: ok, do I get to pick the next movie
Me: yes
Fast forward to the point where we are 2 movies into the trip after lunch.
Walker: are we almost there
Me: yes, remember, I said 4 movies and we will be there
an hour later
Walker: are we almost there
Me: yes we are almost there (we weren’t even to Montgomery but “almost” is a fairly relative term, right?)
30 minutes later same thing
end of 3rd movie
more of the same, he keeps asking are we almost there and I keep telling him yes that we are almost there because again, almost is almost…if you were driving from Washington state and you were in the town we were in when we ate lunch you would REALLY almost be there, right?
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Now, when I tell you it rubs off. This just happened. Of course you are reading this days later but while I was typing, while Wayne was driving, and while the boys were watching movie 4 because we are indeed almost there.
Jace: momma
Me: yes
Jace: momma
Me: yes Jace *I assume this is a 3-year-old behavior that if I don’t look at him, he is not buying that I’m listening*
Jace: momma, when we get….
Walker: ARE WE THERE YET?
Jace: HEY, I WUZ TAWKIN AND YOU INNA
RUPPED ME
Wayne and I almost lost our cool. I am not kidding, both of us had our mouths covered so that laughter wouldn’t just burst out.
After composing myself, I say it again: Yes, Jace, what did you want?
Jace: I wuz tryin’ a tawk ta you and…..
Walker: I did not…
Jace: yes you did, you inna rupped me
Walker: nuh uh
Jace: yes you did, I wuz tryin’ a tawk da momma and you …
Walker: burst into tears…
Jace: you yelled at me
Walker: *crying* no I didn’t yell
Now, I know that some of this is normal sibling banter especially after being cooped up in the car for oh, say 4 hours but we do try our best to keep them from interrupting and both boys are really good about saying “excuse me” if we are talking to an adult other than each other. The problem is they just keep saying it over and over until we listen to them anyway, but it is a work in progress.
So, back to the attitude. I wrote all that to write this………indulge me here, am I right or wrong that his attitude shapes their attitude?