You know it’s a bad day when you have to break out a form of discipline you’ve never used before. We had to break out the soap. Yep. Someone got a little soap in their mouth this afternoon. I am sure you can guess who it was. It wasn’t a horrible word, but it was not a word we tolerate and certainly not one we tolerate when directed at another person, especially when that person is me. Yes, he was mad at me because he had been sent to his room for a number of reasons. He is still in his room right now. When I left him he was licking his pillow trying to get the soap taste off of his tongue and I would bet some serious dollars that he is asleep right now. To say he needed a nap would be a serious understatement.
Not a Good Sign
Sunday, September 14, 2008
yup, i’ve been there before. ironically, my lovely child received a bar of soap in his mouth for a poor word choice directed at me, too.
Won’t work for Caroline. She still eats soap and doesn’t make a face. I wonder sometimes if her tongue works right.
And good job letting mr. potty mouth know who’s boss. Someday he’ll remember this be glad all he got was soap.