Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Good lord, part two and parenting for cash
I heard a couple of punches fly and then Oliver came into the kitchen and put an icepack on his arm. I hated to, but I asked him what happened and he told me that he'd been beaten to death, again. I made inquiries and understood that spit had flown previously to the punch.
Here's what I said,
From now on, if a punch or spit flies, I get $5. Effective immediately.
I stood there, in the doorway, and collected $15.00.
Not a bad day's work.
Reader, tell me your effective parenting strategies. I'm all ears and filled pockets.