You’d think I was torturing them. There is a warm up period for playing happily outside. I got out some bubble solution, some straws and old wands, and they may be happy for a while. I know that the intellectual effort to create their own fun is healthy for them, but the humidity seems to have made their imaginations get moldy.
I just put a bunch of playground games on hold from the library. Maybe I need to teach them how to play, to give them a jump start, like the jet with the space shuttle on it’s back (how dated is that illustration?).
Meanwhile, I need to teach them some civility – be kind to your brother even if you are bored, use nice voices, no eye rolling.
Summer is more work than the school year as far as attitudes go.
Things that are supposed to be fun are always what we have trouble with.
And today is allowance day…
I’d better pray.
Man, I know exactly what you mean! We've got major attitude around here. I think the school year is way easier than the summer. I forgot I could pray about it– that's a great idea.
Blessings,
Annie