Tuesday, September 1, 2009

My cross-over to become one of "Those" parents

It has happened.

I always vowed I would never do it.

Actually, I said I would never have to do it. My kids would be better than that.

And yet I find myself going against everything I ever believed or thought.

It started so innocently. I had to take Keith to my mother's house so I could get to my appointment on time. He is just learning to talk, and thus learning to assert his independence.

"C'mon Keith, get in the car. We are going bye bye."

"Don't want it."

"Hurry, Sweetie, we are going to go see Grandma and Paca. Let's go."

"Don't want it."

I see the defiance written on his face. I am too tired to go over and physically make him get in the car so I resort.

"Paca has 'copters. Do you want to play with the 'copter?"

"Don't want it!"

One attempt failed. So I move on to the next, slightly more enticing.

"Grandma has ice cream. Do you want some ice cream? Come on!"

"Don't want it!"

I try a few other tricks such as the robot, legos, cars etc. Finally, pulling out all the stops, I dangle my keys in front of myself. I know this is the coveted prize, and I brace myself for the inevitable fight when I need to get them back.

"Do you want the keys?"
"Keys!" he exclaims as he runs over to me. I let him unlock the door, and while he is distracted because he can't open it, I hoist him up and plop him down in his car seat. And then the tears ensue, but guess what? I already won, so it really doesn't matter.

And so we see, as parents the best laid plans often fail and we find ourselves compromising our standards in order to get anything done in our lives. I gave in and have joined the ranks of the bribing parents.

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