Connor has tennis and cross-country on a Monday.
I yell about him packing his school bag and preparing his bag for the morning, the night before.
But experienced parenting, and starting to lose the will to fight the recurring parent fight of “HAVE YOU PACKED YOUR ________ {INSERT CORRECT ITEM}?” and then to repeat the same thing at least 5 times in one evening, because each time Connor will go: “No Mom, thanks I will go do it now….”
And then he gets distracted by a shiny bauble and does not do the think and then I have to shout/ask/beg/plead: “HAVE YOU PACKED YOUR ________ {INSERT CORRECT ITEM}?”
At some point in the evening I was so tired and sore (I was not feeling well) and wanted to take some medication, a large hot water bottle, and go and have a lie down, I went to set out the kids things for the morning, pack the bags and then just go to bed.
The fight for me was over, I was at the point of, I will just do it myself.
I go and collect Connor from school today, and true as nuts he has two left shoes on. I packed him the left shoe from two very similar looking grey takkies.
Connor did tennis to the absolute mirth of his tennis coach, and then proceeded to do cross-country in his two left takkies.
{please do not send me a parenting tip on how to persevere and that when I give in, then he never learns ….. please please please …. this is not a great week/month for parenting tips…. it is a great week if you want to come over and do it for me …. then come on over ……. sleep in required …..}
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