A Great Parenting Article

This really is the best parenting article I have read in a long time! It is nice when you run across something like this.

The Mean Mom Continues

Picky eaters, I just don't have them. Let me rephrase that. I don't ALLOW them. We aren't poor. I have lots of food. You know how your grandmother used to say that "No one will go to bed hungry in THIS house." Guess what? You can go to bed hungry in MY house. Don't like the food. Fine. I won't bribe or manipulate. Just GO TO BED HUNGRY. Tomorrow you will be hungry. Children learn FAST.

And no I don't reserve meals. Though I do serve leftovers. By the time a meal is leftovers they already know the drill.

Do you bribe or manipulate your children to eat? What do you think that is teaching them? First day of a job. "Buuuuuut I don't wanna do that." No problem they just get fired. Is that really what you want to teach?

I Am A Mean Mom

Recently dh and I got the girls to clean up their toys. They got to fill a big toy bin with all the dolls, dress up clothes, and big toys that would fit, and it is a pretty big bin. Then they each got small bins with their names on them. They got to fill up their bin with all of the small toys they wanted. Things like polly pockets, little petshop, the small stuffed puppies that McDonalds gave out. Things like that. It worked great for a couple of days.

Today I gave them 10 minutes to clean up. Put it where it goes or I WILL CLEAN IT UP. That is code for I will take it to the basement where it won't return. Well at least not until they sneak downstairs and bring it back.

I EVEN gave them an extra 10 minutes after telling them AGAIN that I will clean it up. So what happened. I had to clean up. It took me 30 MINUTES! Yikes. What were they thinking? They even watched me clean up. On top of the favorite sock monkey, clown, and people I took ... ... the favorite froggy blankey. Wow. I am starting to feel mean. Hmm, it should pass soon.

My Blog Name

Why did I pick Seven Fishes Going Right as my blog name? On the back of my van are seven fishes. One for each member of my family. Of course they are all "swimming" right. Right because we want to go the right way toward God and others.

This blog is about my thoughts, family, and most important my God.