Today I was home with the kids. This is an unusual for a Sunday. Normally the Husband has them off, but he needs to work them once and a while. I decided I was NOT going out with the kids. It is getting way too hard. So we stayed home and the kids cleaned their rooms, then we watched a movie. After the movie I sent them to their rooms to
actually clean them (they didn't the first time). The Boy's idea of a clean room is pushing everything to the corners, under things or at the bottom of his closet behind the clothing. I asked him if he cleaned his desk and he replied: "I have to clean my desk too? You just said my room!!". I don't know about you, but I would assume that furniture contained inside the room would count. But MY mistake for not being specific. The Girl on the other hand mopes around her room, moves things around, and then comes and asks me to help her. I have helped her clean her room in the past, I have given her the tools to be able to keep it organized. I decided I would not help her anymore, and she of course cried when I told her. I decided if I keep helping her, she will never do it on her own, or feel any responsibility for her mess. I did provide some guidence, but I did not pick anything up. Eventually she got it cleaned, and it looked pretty good! Took her most of two days to do it!
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