[su_heading size=”18″]Dysfunctional Families[/su_heading]
I had another Ah…Ha moment the other day after a holiday photo shoot taken by my talented sister, Michele, of Michele Cardamone Photography. Our family was downright dysfunctional. Is it me or is every family loud, crazy and disorganized? Somehow, between the boys beating each other up in the snow and having meltdowns, Michele miraculously captured some good shots of us, but it wasn’t easy and I was relieved that the photographer knew us intimately.
On the way home Baddy and I discussed our dysfunction and came up with a plan to tighten the borders and iron out the deeply creased wrinkles of our dysfunction. He agreed that although he is not a morning person, he would get up after the second snooze alarm instead of the 10th. He also vowed to no longer use a squirt gun to wake the kids up, at least not until the third warning, and to improve his vocabulary choices when frustrated instead of telling his seven year old to get up off his ass and stop playing the game where knife kills fork at the breakfast table.
The boys agreed that they would no longer play loud DubStep while Parkouring off of the leather couch before 7am and that they would shower before they smelled like sour milk, not after.
As for homework, no more excuses! As much as the boys need their play time, they need to learn structure and routine and get it all done without Baddy and I getting on our horses and herding them to their study place. So we have come up with a time and a plan that we will stick to daily. They will also no longer use my supplies for they will now have full use of my old desk for storage for all of their pencils, papers, scissors, tape etc….
As for me, well I know I have written about this before and yet I am still addicted to my blog and the internet. In this new year I do solemnly swear that I will enter my own seven step program to not work so hard and to focus more on my family. The first step is to move my computer away from our central living area so I will no longer be sucked in, causing me to abandon all familial responsibilities like nurturing the kids and making them their meals. I’ll let you know what the other six steps are.
I promise, things are changing around here. What about you? What changes do you need to make?