The universe has shifted. I know I said it may be 5 more years of bickering in the back seat, but it may be a bit less, three minutes less. Today driving home from school I was the loudest person in the car. I asked how the kids' day was and halfway through the sentence, I released I was interrupting. I was interrupting silence, so I stopped talking and enjoyed the three minute car ride.
Those three minutes in the car were full of quiet because my two ruffians were BOTH with their noses in a book. The smaller one, Little Farm in the Ozarks, and the bigger, one of the last of the Redwall series. Also, my son is just big enough to sit in the front, so they can not physically fight, and that extra 6 inches helps out with the bickering (who knew?). Now they both have the reading bug, and it was a perfect storm!
I've gotta say that I'm gloating. And even now they are quasi-bickering over the fairness of Halloween candy distribution. For three minutes this afternoon, I felt a successful parenting moment.
Those three minutes in the car were full of quiet because my two ruffians were BOTH with their noses in a book. The smaller one, Little Farm in the Ozarks, and the bigger, one of the last of the Redwall series. Also, my son is just big enough to sit in the front, so they can not physically fight, and that extra 6 inches helps out with the bickering (who knew?). Now they both have the reading bug, and it was a perfect storm!
I've gotta say that I'm gloating. And even now they are quasi-bickering over the fairness of Halloween candy distribution. For three minutes this afternoon, I felt a successful parenting moment.
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