‘If you don’t put your coat and shoes on NOW I will send you to school without them,’ I bellowed.
‘FINE!’
‘Fine.’
Jesse stepped out on to the pavement in his grey school socks with only his royal blue sweater to shield him from the bitter January cold. I hesitated at the front door.
‘It’s really cold,’ I declared, trying hard to disguise my dispair. ‘Are you sure, Jesse?’
‘Yes. I’m NOT putting my shoes on. So there!’
‘OK then.’ I turned the key in the door and began walking slowly behind the children. Izzy peered over her shoulder and flashed me a look of disbelief, visibly shocked by my sudden determination to follow through on such a threat.
‘How are your feet Jess, cold yet?’ I asked, desperately hoping he’d have a change of heart before we started bumping into other parents and their children.
‘No, they’re not cold,’ he replied stubbornly.
In my mind I attempted to put a positive spin on the situation. I’m glad my son knows his own mind; I doubt he’ll ever allow himself to be bullied into doing something he doesn’t really want to. Stubbornness can be a good trait in a person, can’t it? He’ll probably make a really good leader one day. Or something like that.
The pavement was damp and I watched as his socks grew soggier with every step. He seemed less cheerful all of a sudden, as the reality of his actions slowly began to dawn on him. School was around the next corner and the pavement was soon awash with Jesse’s peers.
I felt his tiny hand in mine.
‘Mummy, can you carry me?’
‘No,’ I responded, determined to match his stubbornness. He was silent for a few moments as he pondered his next move.
‘Mummy, I think I would like my shoes and coat on now,’ he whispered. ‘I’m sorry Mummy. I won’t do it again’.
I hoisted him up on to a nearby wall and retrieved his clothes from my handbag. I looked at his tiny face as I peeled off the wet socks and warmed his feet between my hands. He grinned back at me, his eyes full of mischief. I marvelled at how boring life would be without him. Simpler, less stressful and a whole lot easier, but boring nonetheless.
Love Audrey xxx
I’m reading this at work trying not to snigger! What a boy!
He’s quite something, isn’t he?!
This made me laugh so much when I saw it on your instagram this morning! I did suspect as I read the story that he might have been lucky enough to have his Mummy have his coat and shoes tucked away in her bag! 🙂 xo
Brilliant! I am ALWAYS threatening to take Skye to school in her pyjamas if she doesn’t hurry up! (Loving these new posts btw!)
I laughed when I read this but then felt all soppy and emotional at the end. This story has just summed up what parenting is all about. No matter what crap they throw at you they will always be your baby and will need you in the end.
I’ll remember this for the future, great tactic I think, teaching about consequences can never be a bad thing!