House rules

Not much going on here today. Ella went to school in the morning, watched movie (again) when she got home, ate, slept, played. Donald made himself busy on the pc tweaking his blog and blog hopping and me on the sewing machine with my cloth diaper project. I already did 24 cloth diapers which still needs to be sewn with velcro. I hope I could still sew the last 12 pieces tonight and tomorrow morning as I am really wanting this project to be “officially” done before we leave for Ate Lourdes’ house in the afternoon for our weekly bible study. All in all I will be having 6 newborn size and 36 small size cloth diapers. I do not want to run out of it when the weather is not fine.

Ella spent her day very very nicely during the first half of it but made some violations of the house rules that sent her out of the house. She and other kids were running around the chapel when we told her not to call kids inside because people are fixing the flower beds and kids should not be playing there. Then in the evening, I was saying something under my breath and she responded in a way like she was just talking to someone of her age. I asked her to go out but she don’t want. Donald has to open the door and usher her out. She was banging the door and screaming like a terrorized pig and she wouldn’t stop. She’s afraid but we couldn’t let her get away from what she did so I opened the door and let her choose; to stay out in the dark or to get some spanking but she don’t want either of the two. I almost burst in laughter when she told her Daddy, “Pag-isipan ko muna Dy…” (Let me think about it first Daddy.) but I need to show I am serious. It is really hard to be consistent and I am glad Donald was there. Ella ended up with some spanking from her Daddy and was sent to the room. It wasn’t long when Donald called her and talked to her about the rules she broke and just after a little while she’s back to her old-sweet self hugging and kissing us, blabbering and messing around the house A.G.A.I.N. as if nothing happened. It’s good that she’s not holding grudge. She never did. She forgets about the spanking so easily and she forgets about the rules so easily too. :roll:

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  1. by Julie, on February 24 2009 @ 5:45 am

     

    Sometimes it’s hard to be a good parent, huh? … But in the end it’s worth it. :)

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