Tuesday morning I actually stayed in bed. I didn't wake the kids up--they know to get up with their alarm and do their 5 jobs. I didn't help with the jobs. I stayed in bed and read. My phlegmatic/type 2 nature is wishy-washy and I wondered the whole time if I made the right decision. "Do I really not do anything? Am I being prideful? Will they learn anything from this experience?" My choleric/type 3 nature had a hard time sitting in my room doing nothing. I also thought, "My job is to teach my kids to run their own home, so if I'm doing things right, if systems are in place, they shouldn't need me today." But I know I do a lot of reminding--time to get up; you have 5 minutes; the kitchen needs cleaned; what is your job now; etc. Yes, I ask my kids to do a lot but do I do my share, too?
I wrote down some of my thoughts as the morning went on. I'll share directly from my journal.
It is now 10:00. It's been a slow morning. The kitchen is still a mess--all the food is still out and dishes haven't been done, there is stuff on all the counters. But, the bathrooms have been cleaned, kids are dressed and hair and teeth are brushed. They are doing a lot of playing. No one is there to remind them to work. Braedi did take charge to get the bathrooms cleaned and it was her day to cook so she got breakfast made. Curtains are still closed in the bedrooms, stuff is on the floor, laundry hasn't been started and I've only heard one mention of school. At the beginning when Braedi too charge, Corbin had a hard time with her authority. Jonathan talked to him about his attitude. I heard Dyllan and Ephram turn to Braedi for answers to questions.
A little before 11:00 Jonathan and I called the kids in to talk about what happened. We talked about what happened. We talked about Corbin's feelings and my feelings. We talked about communicating. Jonathan shared his appreciation for me and the importance of the kids recognizing all that I do. Then we went and cleaned the kitchen and read scriptures and had a little school time. On Wednesday (instead of a musical) we watched a movie (Jimmy Neutron) where the parents are kidnapped by aliens and, after a day of fun and craziness, the kids realize how much they need their parents and how much their parents do. I told the kids that we were watching that because I wanted them to learn something from it. They got the point.
I hope that the kids learned something from this experience. They were surprised that I actually stayed in bed--so was I. I think we all learned something.
| I got a lot of reading done! |










