I’m hungry. ~ It’s hot. ~ I can’t find any pants. ~ This is too hard. ~ I don’t want that book. ~ I’m tired.
My new response to all of these complaints is now “I can’t act on a complaint. Think of a solution and ask for it.“
I know it sounds mean. Really, what kind of mother won’t give their child something to eat when they say that they are hungry? This mother – the worn out kind. I have no problem with feeding the child, but the entitled, negative attitude is getting on my last nerve.
When did my children loose the ability to ask for help? We haven’t always been whiners, but somehow the complaint-monster slowly invaded our house and has now infected my sanity.
Think of a solution and ask for it. I’m happy to answer questions. I’m happy to reach your pants for you. I will gladly open a window or give you an apple.
Just ask.
Think of a solution
I am sure they will figure it out..they have a good mom like you to teach them. Love the pic of the 2 girls under the chest. It remids me of my sister and I hiding out and thinking "you can't realy see me, can you?" :)