"It hurts me as much as it hurts you"You heard them say it through your sobbing or your tantrum when they punished you.
(Notice I said, your parents! I never heard this from my parents, but I do remember the principle at my private school telling me that just before she paddled me)
Last night, I experienced it.
Lying is a major crime around here. You don't get away with lying.
You're better off admitting to whatever other offense you may be guilty of, than lying to dodge discipline.
Anyway, he was in time-out. Crying, the shouting-kind-of-crying.
I gave him one last chance to fess up & choose the truth.
He chose to lie.
"Okay, Carter. No book before bed tonight."
The end of the world.
I walked away. Did I really just take away his book?
I cherish our sweet & soothing bedtime routine of a book, a song, & a prayer each night.
He could hardly come to terms with the thought of no book before bed.
I wanted so badly to give the book-reading back to him for redeeming himself later in the night.
I felt like a real mom last night.
Dan did bedtime!
It did hurt me as much as it hurt him, I think. Pin It