Night Howls
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Poor husband rudely awoken by me screaming in a bad dream. Not something I normally do. Night howls indeed...2
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My kids are expected to tidy up after themselves and to pitch in with the chores and mostly it works out (although their rooms can be another matter). It's usually when something changes (like my daughter starting squads recently) that puts a spanner in as they just don't think! It doesn't mean though, that it's always done with good grace. I do like it when they've had a meal at someone else's house and the amazed comment comes back that they take their plates to the sink and ask where they should put them. It makes me think I'm doing something right. Of course, other times I feel like a mad witch, screeching in the middle of the room.2
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@Sister yeah apparently mine have manners and all when they’re not home! Youngest had a friend coming over last week and magically the bathroom was spotless. So I know they can they are just choosing not to. Thus mummy rants.
Rosters are about to appear - careful what you wish for people2 -
@Sister Your comment reminds me of the time my son invited me to meet his new girlfriend's family for the first time, at lunch at a restaurant. This was when we were both working in England. He was about 36. These were posh English people who thought they were above we Colonials. It was a buffet. They got their meals, sat down and immediately started eating. He sat with his meal and waited until the last person was seated, looking at me pointedly as if to say "You taught me manners."4
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I’m now officially convinced my family will die without my ongoing supervision
so smellovision side effect is in full force and I can tell several things have turned in the fridge. I requested a full evacuation of all and any slightly suspect contents. World peace would have been easier. They asked me about every item, I’m sitting on the couch trying not to vomit and they can’t tell that the offending item is off I’d have thought my constant gagging was a clue!
then they couldn’t work out that the fridge actually needed to be wiped down as well
Pleased to say after much carry on that basic hygiene has been restored to the fridge and we may be safe from food poisioning for a few more days3 -
Gawd @Sarnicad you need to go on strike girl. Previous pleas for mercy have been ignored, tell them all to fuck off. Retire to bed and order takeaway if you need to eat. If you have the energy, drag the wheelie bin up to the front door and alternate the previous advice ( on the roof of the verandah) with in the bin for anything you stumble over. They need to get over themselves.0
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Yeah, I know. That's not what nice girls do. Nice girls are selflessly constructing homework diorama while on life support and would never leave the house without making sure they have clean undies on--just in case they get hit by a bus and emergency services have to handle their knickers. Nice girls put everyone else first. Fuck knows what that teaches those in their care, but they can rest easy in their early grave knowing the were Good Mother's. Gargh.2
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@Zoffiel
I am with you on this topic. As my sons grew older (ie past 3 years of age!) they were pretty much allowed to "grow themselves up". Well maybe at age 6. The neighbours did mutter about the ferals in the back paddock. Nah just joking.
However when my repeated pleas to pick up the Lego went unheeded, the sound of plastic bits being sucked up by the vacuum cleaner was immensely satisfying. I had a satisfying hour watching the boys,for once in their lives, cooperating in navigating the innards of the vacuum cleaner and sifting through the dusty interior to retrieve the much loved Lego. Did it work? Were the Lego bits picked up? No. Should have used your verandah trick.1 -
Interestingly, my Momzilla ways have extended into the next generation. My grandson, who is three, also has the sand timers used for him...tidying up, timing toothbrushing, judging when mummy and daddy are due home, (when granny is babysitting and so on. He understands the concept of there being a set time (one timer is four minutes, one ten, one thirty and one hour...each one a different colour (thank you ebay), for things happening in his world. He also understands that when I stay over for granny duties, there is one strict rule. "We have to clean up one mess before we make another". Due to my severe peripheral neuropathy (if I can't see my feet, I don't know where they are) and my equally bad osteoporosis (three sporadic rib fractures without a fall), it is very unsafe for me if there is clutter on the floor. He has three grandmothers (one step) and he understands fully that I am not able to do what the other two can do with him. When Granny comes,as opposed to Ouma or Nanny, we do craft...very messy but all doable with me seated next to me. He has to help me to gather up and wash then return all goodies such as paint and brushes. He's three, and he does it cheerfully and with much gusto. If a three year old can grasp the concept, I reckon teens should be able to manage too.
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I have spent the day repeatedly putting two bowls, a glass and a plate on my nephew's bed. At the end of the day, instead of moving them back onto the desk they finally made it to the kitchen! Hooray?2
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Beautiful @AllyJay.
Spectacular work @Annie C. Lego is truly wonderful but the very devil underfoot...
@Sarnicad I'm with @Zoffiel on this. I think you need to play the cancer card in your own house. Hit the bed or sofa and do not lift a finger. Advise them if they ask but otherwise leave them to it. You'll have to hold your nerve, but having BC may very well be the greatest teaching moment your kids will ever have, and set them up for the rest of their lives. Their future housemates and partners will thank you for it!
Tonight I played the biggest card of all. I told them that tomorrow the wifi will be switched off until their rooms are tidy...
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Childless person watching from the sidelines here with much amusement and a vote from me for @Sarnicad to take to a reclining position and let the rest of the household pull its collective socks up!
Actually a lot of this is making me feel very guilty in hindsight about my poor mum, rest her soul, who I'm sure could have done with much more of a helping hand from her four kids (of which I am No 2) when she was in a similar situation nearly 30 years ago...0 -
Make no mistake I was on the couch making gagging and vomit noises. I just can’t believe they couldn’t work out that it needed to be chucked without consulting with me on every last item. I thought throw it all out was pretty clear.
I did invoke i will ask once today card, turned the tears on at one stage cause they weren’t cooperating, ordered takeaway (which they all ate on me) and yelled about the bathroom again, demanded that the dishwasher be emptied so it could be reloaded and run again. Washing did get brought out when requested because they have learnt if it’s not there when I want it you will have no clothes - problem for the gymnast that uses masses of gym gear and school clothes in a week
to top it all off I washed my hair tonight half in the sink by the end but still somehow I have full coverage - probably making me more emotional0
