Consequences

(In Grandma's big bed)

I know, it's hard to believe, but sometimes my little monkeys misbehave. (Can you sense the sarcasm in my typing?) I believe and try to give consequences according to the misbehavior. I also believe that when they misbehave it shows that they need practice, sometime lots of practice, using the appropriate behavior.

Like the other day when 'A' was playing ninja with 'P' and 'A' got a little carried away with his ninja moves, 'A' needed to play 3 games of 'P's choice and so he could practice playing nicely with 'P'.

And when they are at each other's throats, the boys get to practice getting along with each other while they clean out a cabinet in the kitchen, all the while using their nicest words. (Next time you drop by, you should really take a look at my kitchen cabinets. They look amazing.)

So during church, when anyone is showing they don't know how to behave during sacrament meeting, we get to go out to the van and practice sitting reverently before we go back into the meeting. The threat of going to the van itself stifled any desire to misbehave. Well, that is, until last week when 'P' scooted over to me on the church bench and said, "Mom, I think I'd rather sit in the van."