Every parent knows that kids pick the worst/best time to pick a fight with each other. For my twins, it seems that the best time for them to fight is in the 3rd row of my Arcadia while in motion. Now before your get panties in a wad, the kids are securely buckled in their age-appropriate seats. We are just driving along Covington Pike, listening to the radio when Elliott starts yelling and crying.
Me: Elliott, what's wrong? Use your words and stop all that unnecessary noise.
Elliott: Elijah hit me in the face!!!!!
Me: Elijah, why did you hit him in the face? (Notice I didn't ask if he did or not....)
Elijah: I didn't hit him in the face.
Elliott: Yes you did.
Elijah: No I didn't.
Me: (I take a deep breath and try to focus on driving...rethinking that Walmart run and considering just going home and starve....)
Me: Elijah, (whew), did you hit Elliott at all?
Elijah: Yes I did.
Me: (My head hangs down at a red light....definitely not up for this crap today.)
Elijah: But I didn't hit him in the face.
Elliott: Yes you did!!!
Elijah: No I didn't Mama.
Me: Elijah, where did you hit Elliott?
Elijah: I hit him in the mouth.
Me: (WTH...WTH...WTH...) Elijah, the mouth is a part of someone's face. You need to apologize to Elliott.
Elijah: But he was singing so loud. I NEEDED to hit him in the mouth.
Me: Just apologize....(yep...going home...)
This incident has happened many times since. Elijah has learned that the nose, eye and cheek are all, in fact, in the face. And you shouldn't hit people there.
Mommy Phoebe Free
These are simple letters to my kids...about their antics.