Monday, June 6, 2011

Messy Room Manipulation

I have a problem.

I have a hard time enforcing chores with my kids.  I know this is bad.  It is so much easier to do it myself than to fight it out with them.  Faye is not so bad.  She usually helps me in whatever I ask her.  Keith, on the other hand will fight me tooth and nail to get out of cleaning his room.  And so I had been doing it for him.

But I got tired of it and decided to put an end to it.

For FHE tonight, I decided to attempt, yet again, to instill the importance of work in my son's little soul.

He sat on my lap the whole time, and filled my heart with joy.  He doesn't like to sit on my lap often any more.  He says he is too big, or something like that.  Stuff and nonsense, I say.

His cousins are staying over for a few days, so he is very distracted.  I figured they would have fun with this lesson as well, so we all sat down, and talked about why work is important.  It was like Keith was reading my mind.  He raised his hand (nearly giving me a bloody nose), and said to get food we have to plant a little seed, and give it water and sunshine, and then it will grow up big and tall and we can eat it.

My heart swelled with pride.  He remembered what I had been teaching him while doing yard work.

We talked about the necessity of giving the plant plenty of water and pulling the weeds, and planting it in the right spot, etc.
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I then read the story of the Little Red Hen and we discussed why the duck, the cat and the dog didn't get to eat any of the yummy bread.

I asked them if they wanted to have dessert, and they all jumped up and said "yeah!"

We went into the kitchen and made ice cream in a bag.
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The kids didn't want to shake the bags.  It was cold and their arms hurt.  I had to keep reminding them of the icey goodness that would come from their hard work.  Finally, when they couldn't stand it any longer, we opened up the bags and ate the ice cream.

They were so good with helping get things cleaned up after that!  I sort of love that story now.  I think I need to frame The Little Red Hen or something, because it worked like magic.  :)

Only time will tell if this activity worked or not.  I am dreading cleaning the kids room by myself.  This was sort of a preemptive strike.
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