The Boy, now 12 and going quickly on 13, has been charged with the daily chore of wiping off the table and sweeping the dining room floor this month. He hasn't been doing it. Seeing as the month (and the chore assignment) changes on Monday around here, I told him that the consequence of his not doing his assignment would be that today he gets to sweep all the wood floors--kitchen, dining room, and entry way--and mop the same.
He was thrilled. NOT.
Even as I type, he is moping around with a broom slowly sweeping up the pile of junk from under the table, under the cabinets, and near the front door. Poor baby.
You'd think he would learnt o just do the job assigned, right? Last night, his assignment was the dishwasher--everyday, load and unload and put away. Did he do it? Only when I nagged him, and that usually meant that there were no dishes in the cabinet to put out for dinner that night. At the end of January he has a pile to wash BY HAND.
You'd think he was being tortured.
I believe I will think up some devilish assignments for him this summer and then he will be sincerely happy to go back to the school year chores. Maaahaaahhhhaaaaa. (evil laugh)
Being the "mean parent" is not only my job, it is also my hobby.
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oh, oh pick me! I want to help think of devilish chores! I'll think up some for you and you think up some for mine :)
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