The first time one of my girls called me ‘mean’ I almost cried. Almost.
Funny how I’m only mean when they don’t get their way.
I asked a few friends if their kids called them the ‘M’ word. I was pleasantly pleased to learn that I’m clearly not alone in this regard. Not by a long shot.
Interestingly enough use of the M word in my house seemed to catch on like wild-fire. Just great. Now I have all 3 of them ganging up on me.
Use of the M word started to really bug me. I finally declared, “I’m not mean, I’m your mother!”
Kids will do just about anything to get their way. It’s the method that continues to change. How we react is what drives whether or not they will do it again. Okay, lesson learned!
Join me in the crusade against the ‘M’ word. I know I’m not alone. When you are called ‘mean’ simply say: “I am not mean, I am your mother”. No other explanation required.
My boring reaction to the M word has seemingly started to lose its sizzle. I havent been called ‘mean’ once all day today.