ometimes this parenting stuff gets pretty wearing. Our older kids will say we let the youngest ones get by with so much more – and I see it at times. Tonight the youngest broke a pencil on purpose when a sister was loudly begging him not to. Well, he got disciplined. He didn’t like the discipline, nor me. I “made” him tell his sister he was sorry, which he did. He went to his bedroom and sulked. He told another sister, mom is mean. So, I called him back to me and explained why I had to discipline and that I loved him and how God wants me to take care of him and that means correcting and teaching him too. He listened intently, I hugged him and I told him to go back to bed.
He asked, “Can I tell her I am REALLY sorry, first?”
He got it! He wasn’t really sorry when I made him tell her – but he definitely was when he did it on his own. And the weary and wearing parenting will continue – but today, I am extra thankful and blessed for the reward of a child understanding why he was disciplined and for the true remorse and making it right.