I refuse to make sandwiches

My poor, sweet children. How I adore them.

There. I said kind words about them (totally sincere and filled with meaning..) so that I can say the following:

Over the course of the summer they have turned into lazy, selfish, argumentative little cretins of darkness. Not so much my step-kids, but my children that live here full time.

This is what I mean. Any and all chores that my children were asked to do for the past two months were answered with the following words:

“But it’s not my turn!”

“Why do I have to?! so-and-so never has to do anything!”

“I have to do everything around here!”

And so on..

I of course have done nothing. Absolutely nothing. Only gone to work, and kept the house going, and taken them to all the playdates and summer programs they signed up for, and purchased back-to-school everything, and broke up fights, and basically kept everyone alive and moderately high functioning.

So yes, nothing.

School started again. Cue “mom makes the sandwiches for everyone because she’s kind and nice and thoughtful and cares about the children’s nutrition”.

I did not make the sandwiches.

There were looks of dismay and indignation. There were cries of “where is my sandwich?! Mom, you forgot to make my sandwich!”

The children were then lovingly and sanctimoniously informed that they had lost their sandwich privileges. In other words, I refuse to even open the breadbox until their attitudes and their behaviours change.

I may have been a bit loud with my passionate speech about respect and privilege and not behaving like a lazy little crap. I’m not feeling sorry about it though. After all, I’m not going to be held captive to a bunch of chore anarchists in my own home.

So far it’s working.

So far, every chore has been done with a smile and a “yes, mom.”

I’m hoping that they get the point that this is not about my refusal to make sandwiches and more about their lack of respect and their lazy behaviour. After all, they can be amazingly helpful at times. They can be hard working and take initiative and even clean the whole house when they want something..

They’ve just fallen into a self-entitled rut lately that I am gently but firmly pushing them out of.

Here’s to all the moms out there laying down the law about sandwiches in hopes of producing helpful, normal, productive members of society.

I feel you.

H.

Photo by Pille-Riin Priske on Unsplash

2 thoughts on “I refuse to make sandwiches

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    On Mon., Sep. 16, 2019, 5:40 p.m. You can do this, wrote:

    > bohocowgirl posted: ” My poor, sweet children. How I adore them. There. I > said kind words about them (totally sincere and filled with meaning..) so > that I can say the following: Over the course of the summer they have > turned into lazy, selfish, argumentative little cre” >

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