Last night, I put the kids to bed a bit early since they had missed their naps. We usually read a book in Asher’s room, & Chancery was trying to climb up into his bed, while Asher was pushing her away.
I told Asher that he had lost the privilege of having a book, so I prayed with him & then left the room. After reading to Chancery & getting her settled in, I heard Asher asking for his sheets to be tucked in. I went & tucked them in, but told him that if I heard him talking again, I was going to take his buddy away.
A little while later & heard Asher saying, “Please, Mummy, can you read me a book? I didn’t even get to read one book today at all. Please can you read to me? I promise I’ll be good! I just want one little book, because I didn’t read any books today at all!”
I felt bad.
He went through a whole day without having a single book read to him…
How can I expect him to have a love of books if he didn’t even read one today?
So, I went up, & told Asher that I would read him a little book, but he had to promise to go right to sleep afterward, & to behave properly in the future.
He promised, I read, he went to sleep…
I told PChad later that night about the long process of putting Asher to bed. When I told him about the book, he was quite surprised that I got suckered into it. I think Asher may have found my weakness…
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