If my boys ever pass out of the girls-are-yucky phase, a daughter-in-law will one day point an accusing finger at me because “You’re son left the seat up.”
It’s been said (by whom I can’t remember) that we parents aren’t raising children, but future adults. No pressure there.
But there is progress. Today I’m celebrating the following recent entries in the win column:
- I didn’t have to re-wash the dishes after my children did them! They even washed the outside of the bowls.
- Last week my 12-year-old asked, “Are you using the washer today? I’d like to do my laundry.” and then he did his laundry! And put it away! With only a couple of reminders!
- He also bakes and washes up after.
- The number of times I sit in pee on the toilet seat has dramatically diminished in the last few months.
- My reluctant reader is reading (slowly) and writing letters and lists voluntarily.*
Their struggles are my struggles. I know how hard it is to do things without being told. I still hate brushing my teeth. I still have to force myself to wash the dishes. I still prefer to wear pajamas all day. It’s hard not to overeat. It’s hard not to doodle around on the computer all day. It’s hard to exercise regularly. I have become accustomed to exerting my will over these difficulties, but it still feels hard and I sometimes fail. So I understand why they question the need for a top sheet.
*Thanks, Julie for program recommendations. And thanks for documenting your own path through this “boybarian” wilderness. It has been more helpful than I can explain to see your boys growing into responsible adults.