Seven Deadly Sins Minus Four
I'm so sick and tired. Of nothing in particular. Just sick and tired. But mainly sick. Since I've been sleeping every possible minute that I'm not moaning in pain. Because having 102 fever does a serious number on my joints. Not that kind of joints. The ones all over my body. And it's annoying. And I'd honestly love to go on and on about something much more interesting. Because, really, who wants to read about someone whining about being sick.Especially because whining is the number one deadly sin in my rulebook.
This was definitely so in the house I was raised. And it seems I have adopted this mantra as well. And this might be my mom's proudest moment.
So the Queso three go like this:
1. Don't whine.
2. Don't pee on the carpet.
3. Don't be mean to anyone.
So far we're completely rocking on numbers two and three. However, the Hurricane is quickly approaching the ripe-old-age of two in more ways than one. And whining is his current weapon.
And I'll be the first to admit, it makes me crazy.
Lucky for us, my patience is longish and my iTunes play list is longer. And someone has wisely suggested earplugs. We haven't gotten to that point yet, but I'm thinking we still have a few months to go before he realizes how ineffective this whining medium is.
It's a really good thing he's so freaking cute and loved. Because seriously.
So what are the deadly sins according to you? Or to ask a more theologically accurate question (yes, Cambridgians, I get the difference), what are your house rules? What are your no-nos? What makes your crazy? In life? In dating? In traffic? What?
It's a really good thing he's so freaking cute and loved. Because seriously.
So what are the deadly sins according to you? Or to ask a more theologically accurate question (yes, Cambridgians, I get the difference), what are your house rules? What are your no-nos? What makes your crazy? In life? In dating? In traffic? What?Discuss amoungst yourselves. I'm sick.
posted by Girl con Queso at 8:59 PM
18 Comments:
when jake whines, i whine right along with him to show him how ridiculous it is..oh it pisses him off! my rules:
1. No crying on Biddy time (works 99% of the time)
2. The "naughty spot" can be found ANYWHERE
3. you bite me, i'll bite you back
Sooooo cute, Mr. Hurricane, especially that second picture.
House rule: Eat before you are so hungry that you pass out.
We would so be banished to the gates of hell if those were true deadly sins...we do all three in this house.
I tend to whiningly say, "NO WHINING!", so I doubt that works.
Here, it is: no biting, no grabbing the cats, no swearing in public (them, not me).
Oh, Dude. I hate the fake crying. The Poo actually looks at me to make sure I am watching and if I deliberately leave the room, she yells: "Mommy! I'm CRYING!"
Hate. Hate. Hate.
Your boy is adorable.
1) Don't yell.
2) Don't do that thing where when someone's talking, and you have something to say, instead of letting them finish you just start speaking louder than they are speaking.
3) Have good manners. They cover a multitude of sins.
4) Don't act stupid because you think it's going to make you look cute.
5) Don't demand things. Ask. Nicely.
I taught college freshman this last semester, and every one of these things was on my syllabus.
Here is ours:
1. No hitting
2. No spitting
3. No eating on the carpet/no shoes on the carpet
4. Whining means you go to your room
That is just to name a few - oh and your son, adorable!
"Whining means you go to your room." I love that.
No bugs in the house (i.e. close the doors.)
No shoes on the carpet.
No being mean.
If you mess up (even me) especially on being mean you must say sorry and give a hug and mean it.
That Hurricane would be hard to stay bugged at. Those beautiful eyes... What a cutie.
In our house "it's a good thing you're cute".
1. No throwing food on the floor.
2. If you do #1 - you will pick it all up yourself.
3. Baby sister is not a horse.
4. When crossing the street there is no negotiation with hand holding.
5. Spitting only in the sink.
6. Daddy is King but Mommy is the Primeminister
7. Whining = 2 min of timeout
8. Driver's seat is for Mommy or Daddy - not 2 yr olds
9. Poopy in the toilet, not on the floor (my daughter sings this to the tune of twinkle twinkle little star)
10. Guess what? I love you.
10.
A lot of people mention "don't be mean," but I wonder how clearly it is spelled out for children what "mean" is. It's more than "I don't like how you are acting." As a school teacher, I learned that everyone's idea of mean is learned at home...and it is often very vague.
It's still the very best rule.
I have one house rule: whatever I say, goes.
Despite living alone, I get a surprising amount of argument with this one...
What makes me crazy?! Space prohibits, but I will try to do a top three.
1. People who don't follow rules of courtesy (line-cutting, breaking appointments, running by the pool, etc.)
2. Hypocrisy (do as I say not as I do seldom works)
3. Lobbyists
Happy Memorial Day! Enjoy your family, the weekend, and all of our amazing freedoms (like Hop and Skips!) Kisses to the 'Cane from me!
Oh, the rules. We have the rules.
1. If you whine, you have to say it again until you've said it nicely.
2. Unless there is blood, no tattling on what your sibling did to you.
3. No talking in the car when Bob Dylan is on, unless it is to yell out, "This is Bob Dylan!" or to sing along.
Poor thing. Call me if you need me.
1. No poop murals
2. No temper tantrums
PS. I RSVP'd us to a party. REad your email.
you might need a little dose of ze, sister, to put whining/sickness in perspective:
http://www.zefrank.com/theshow/archives/2006/08/081706.html
let me know if that works for ya ;)
The Hurricane really is cute.
I don't have any house rules yet. Maybe I should get some. I would just be happy if laundry went into a predetermined area instead of all floor surfaces being fair game.
whining + peeing on carpet are good ones. i'd add, nothing in your mouth but food. cough into your elbow. don't touch your eyes or nostrils, cause that's how invisible germs get in + make you sick. don't touch my chest where my boob was cut off or i'll scream
My great-great grandmother would have said "tolerance" was a deadly sin, but, thankfully!, my grandmother changed it to intolerance.
Oh, and I'd like to add intentional ignorance, boys missing the toilet, and leaving a trail of dirty clothes through the house instead of putting them in the hamper. Thank you.
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