11 October 2009

How to mend your relationship with your son

I love Nat. But he's four and a half, and I believe this means I have to be getting cross wtih him for a large portion of the day.

I don't want to do it. In my little motherhood daydream, he sits playing happily and I flood him with positive words of affirmation. I ask him to do something and it's done, giving me more opportunity to build him up with kindness and love.

But that's just my daydream. In reality, although I am as kind and positive as I can be, most of Nat's day is spent messing stuff up, fighting with his sister, disobeying me or not listening to me at all. I find myself correcting him a lot of the time.

Today, after a long 13 hours of feeling like Nat and I were pulling in opposite directions, I decided it was time to share a laugh together.

"Hey, watch what I can do with my arms!" I said.

With my elbows bent and raised as high as I could raise them and looking like a giant deranged chicken, I flapped my 'wings' downwards as I farted as loud as I could.

And we ended the day on a high.

15 comments:

Femina said...

You ROCK.

The Accidental Housewife said...

Best Mum EVER.

Hippomanic Jen said...

Creating moments that your dear children will remember. Wonderful!

Hippomanic Jen said...

Can't wait to hear the eulogy at your funeral (in about 70 years or so, if I don't pre-decease you). All those lovely memories, and this... Priceless.

stefanie said...

This will serve you well. Keep laughing together!

You fart, girl!

Joy said...

Now your talking man language. Good for you. I love it.
I know he loves you too.


Joy

Mrs. Tantrum said...

Farting loudly cures just about any situation where you would have to (again) yell or be cross. It is absolutely amazing tool. Good for you, and your deranged chicken farting!

Scurrette said...

The husband calls it Natures Laughing Gas... It has a sound for a reason - to serve as a warning AND to bring humour.


I'm only just learning to be more *open* with my fluffy butt! Heeee heee heee!

Tracy P. said...

Oh, thanks for a good laugh! I wish I could tell you it would end when he turns five.

Good job of hanging onto your sense of humor. The two of you will be fine!

Crazy Sister said...

On that note, I imagine our brother will be a much-loved father one day for using his God-given gassy talents.

Swift Jan said...

hehehe....

Hairline Fracture said...

I am totally using this. It would only work on my son, not my daughter!

Paula said...

Arms can be clever, but yours are magic. Imagining that cute Nat giggle has put me on a high now.

Sassy Britches said...

Nothing like knowing that your mom is a real person (and a cool one at that) to keep things in perspective!

Jen said...

this is why you are such an awesome mother.