My husband has a calling at church that requires me to sit alone. Hardly alone, actually. More like parent alone. So every Sunday morning I get the kids ready and to church with plenty of time to sit close enough to the stand that Dad can give a threatening look if necessary.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
My kids are young. 11, 9, 7, 6 and 4. They are okay at church. But when I am going it alone... okay doesn't always work. They need a little motivation.
My kids love ice cream, so every Sunday they start with 3 scoops of ice cream. During the hour+ meeting at church, if they are naughty, they do not get a threat from me. They do not get taken out. They get something much worse. They get 1 scoop taken away. THE HORROR!!! I made a little folder to take to church with velcro ice cream scoops. So when they are naughty, 1 scoop goes. If they get mad and even NAUGHTIER because I took a scoop, it's easy. I take 1 more.
At night when Ryan gets home, we sit down and enjoy whatever amount of scoops each child managed to keep. Sometimes, they earn chocolate sauce or sprinkles.
Today at church was day 1. My kids were angels. They have never sat so still, so straight and tall with arms folded and mouths closed. It.was.awesome! I sat in church, listening. Actually listening! I wondered why on earth I had not ever done this before. Why didn't I make this years ago?!?
Posted by Linsey Farley Jameson at 7:48 PM