I am pressing lil brother for compliments this morning and ask him to rank my mom skills on a scale of 1-10. "SIX!" he promptly responds-no thinking involved-natch'rally. Of course I am miffed that I barely pass the average mark. So I insist he explain his reasoning... Come to find out he's not a fan of vacuuming or putting away dishes-which I make him do. "And then you ask dad to do stuff, and then he makes me do it!" OK-I am guilty of trickle-down chores. Resisting the urge to pinch his head off or squeeze his arm, I ask him to explain the negative long term effects that vacuuming and putting away dishes is gonna have on his emotional and psychological well being in the future... But he's totally bored now and already channel surfing. So I do what any mom would: I pin him down and tickle him like it's Judgement Day....for at least SIX minutes.
HA! .....brat!
Oh, and btw-he screamed like a little girl.
Love the arm squeezing bit!
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