Parenting 5 kids is an incredible blessing. And of course, I ALWAYS have all the answers and my children are 5 little angels who never talk back, who never annoy one another and always do what I tell them to do.
Ok, maybe not.
Having been a mom for 13 1/2 years doesn't mean I necessarily know what I am doing. Having 5 kids doesn't qualify me for the Mother of the Year award either. Sometimes, you KNOW what needs to be done. You know how to handle a certain situation and you can do it with confidence and ease. Others....well, let's just say a magic 8 ball could do a better job.
Case in point: The 13 and 12 year olds decided to start talking Pig Latin in the car. They are making up words left and right. The 8 year old doesn't like it. He doesn't understand Pig Latin (even though mom has tried to explain it to him from the driver's seat) and doesn't like the fact that Sibs one and two are saying things that are incomprehensible to him. "Mom! Tell them to stop!" The two oldest angels aren't really hurting anything, just having fun. So what do you do? WHAT DO YOU DO????
Answer: Start talking Pig Latin yourself.
Perhaps not the best approach, but darn it, it was fun! My favorite word: "inky-stay" as in "Addy-day is inky-stay." Mommy had to re assume the role of authoritarian though when 8 year old got even more frustrated. But what do I say? This is one of those grey areas that I really dislike. I ended up telling the 8 year old that he needs to not be so sensitive and just ignore the other two. They weren't hurting anything. On the flip side, I also told the linguists they should take into account their brother's feelings and stop aggravating him. To show some love to him by putting themselves in his place.
How was it resolved? I don't know. We got home, went into the house and it was all forgotten. So was I right or wrong in my approach? I guess time will tell.
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