David has a way of getting quite annoyed when Matthew goes on the table to get his legos. And this morning, while I was busy in the kitchen, Matthew was pushed off. It started with a yell of, " No! Stop!" Then thud, cry. "I tried to catch him, mom", from Emory. The precious sound was to come later...
Matthew had a red oval on his forehead and he went directly to bed for a nap. It was time anyway.
When I came down, David was sitting on the bench, as I had instructed. The bench is our discipline spot-makes the perfect time-out seat and paddling area. It is removed from the rest of the house and usually clear from debris. I told David he was to have a paddle for what he did. We then talked about it. I went and got the paddle.
When I returned I watched him as he saw the paddle in my hand. "I'm sorry, Mommy". "I know you are, sweetie. You need a paddle now". I paddled him twice-just the right hurt for his little hiney. He doesn't need a hard paddle. Just seeing it really is probably enough. I hugged him and he hugged me. I told him I love him and I don't like to paddle, but I had to so he could remember not to push his baby brother off the table, or chair for that matter. David was sad, he said it didn't hurt and held back tears, which is his normal reaction. So tough. 4 this coming Friday.
About 10 minutes later I see the little boy in the corner of the kitchen. He asks for something and I answer. He then says, "Mommy, are you still mad at me?" "No, honey. I forgive you". A visible wave of peace washes over his face.
Did I mention I love being a mommy? What better place to hear the voice of Christ. So precious.
A bit of a deer-in-the-headlights in this picture.Your precious boys are being raised by a Mom and Dad who care about the men they will be someday.
ReplyDeleteI almost didn't want to take the picture because then he knows we think he's cute.
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