Back Story: We were crazy, busy running around packing the car for our Utah trip and Enoch not only refused to help, he insisted on being a pill. He kept trying to run out of the gate, away from the house, out of sight and towards the busy street. After repeated requests to stay within the yard, "Go swing in the back! We've got a long car ride ahead of us." I laid down the law: "Pass the gate and I'm gonna... gonna... Tie you to that post!" He looked at me hard. Turned and walked just in front of the gate, turned again and hurled me another defiant look. "Don't do it!" He spun around, lifted his knee high and stepped one inch past the fence, folded his arms and stopped.
HA! Take that, didn't know I went to Girls Camp did ya?!
5 comments:
Good Mama. You are so super stinkin AWESOME!!. If only my posts to my house weren't out front on a crazy bust street where a police car would most likely be driving by.
Lisa, I'm pretty sure you are the BEST MOM EVER! I absolutely love your consequences. I hope you save that picture forever.
you made my day!
HAHAHA I love it!
That is funny! Hopefully the consequence worked and he obeyed.
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