I had a rough time last night getting the “Man-Apes” into bedtime mode. It wasn’t an a-typical evening. You say “Brush your teeth”, but what my boys hear is “hey guys, it would be really delightful if you ran through the house like your asses were on fire until you broke something of substantial value”.
Note- they’ve never actually been able to ignite their asses- but they have mastered imitating the behaviors of someone who has.
I was tired last night (which is understandable when you get up at 0430 everyday).
I may have been short of patience (which is uncommon because I consider myself the most tolerant person on the planet).
I may have raised my voice (actually it was more reminiscent of a ”Brave Heart-ish” bellow for “Freedom”. Sorry for the Mel reference- I don’t like him anymore either.)
I don’t like to yell. It’s a sure sign that my boys have achieved the upper hand- they made me react to their “jack-assery” and in doing so gained control of the situation. BTW, they know exactly what they’re doing- pushing Dad’s buttons is completely intentional.
I like being controlled by a pair of pre-pubescent boys about as much as I like seeing Lady GaGa sporting ground beef panties.
But my disdain for falling into their trap didn’t alleviate the guilt I felt for sending them to bed knowing I was angry. Rule of thumb, never send your kids to bed on a bad note. This rule can also be applied to spouses- but if your married to a meat-head like me be willing to break it on occasion.
So after the lights were flipped off and the kids settled down I climbed the ladder to Cayden’s bunkbed to make amends. Just as I was about to lay down Cayden spoke up.
Cayden- “What are you doing Dad?”
Dad- ”I thought I would come up here and snuggle for a minute”
Cayden- “Are you done being mad?”
Dad- “Yes Son I’m done being mad, can I come up?”
Cayden- “You can come up, I want to snuggle too”
I laid down next to Cayden and he wrapped his “way-to” skinny arms around my neck. I apologized for raising my voice and he offered this bit of wisdom in exchange.
Cayden- “Don’t worry about it Dad, not even Tony Hawk is pefect”
Every parent makes mistakes.
If we respect our kids enough to ask them to forgive us- they probably will.
Because they know, that not even the great Tony Hawk is perfect.