
Yesterday we all sat together at the table eating lunch before church. Rachel was her usual self - jumping on and off her chair, chattering non-stop, and participating in other totally distracted activities (she get is from her mother I'm afraid to say). What she WASN'T doing was eating her lunch. After telling her time and again to sit down and eat I was finally fed up. I brought her to my side, took her sweet little face in my hands to ensure constant eye contact, and gave her the lecture:
Me: Rachel, sweetie, THIS IS LUNCH. If you DON'T eat your lunch you are GOING TO BE HUNGRY and YOU WILL NOT HAVE ANY SNACKS BEFORE DINNER!! I don't care if you come to me crying because you're hungry! I will just say, 'sorry I told you to eat your lunch and you didn't!' And then you will be very sad! Can you understand how important it is to eat your lunch!?!
Rachel: Mom?
Me: What Honey?
Rachel: You have something orange in your teeth.
Paul erupted in laughter as I did a quick teeth sweep with my tongue and sure enough...pepperoni right between my two front teeth.
A perfectly good parenting moment GONE. FLUSHED DOWN THE TOILET. NO RETENTION OF THAT LECTURE WHATSOEVER. She hopped off her chair and ran around the living room a few times not touching her lunch again.
So next time you engage in a "parenting moment" make sure you are calm, collected, and know what to say...
and make sure you don't have anything stuck in your teeth.