Welcome to the third instalment of WTF Wednesday. I’m not an expert, but I play one on the Internet.
Today’s question comes from Laurie Cumbie who writes:
Dear IBMP
As a mother of five I find myself repeating every request of the kids over and over….how can I overcome this non effective way of asking for their help?
Dear Laurie,
Let’s see, at an average of, say, 4 requests per kid, 3 repeats per request and 5 kids, you’re looking at roughly 60 repeated requests per day.
My first response is to say quit your whining — I have one kid and probably repeat the same request 100 times in a single morning. But my job as an expert, er, blogger, is to provide thoughtful advice you can use. So, um, do as I say not as I do.
There are a few strategies that you can employ to overcome this non effective way of asking for their help. They are as follows:
- Tell your husband to ask for their help and you curl up with a bowl of ice cream and a good book.
- Deputize the oldest 2 and give them the power to coerce the other 3 by any means they deem necessary. Just make sure the authorities understand that you had no idea they were going to do THAT.
- Bribe them. Now I know what you’re thinking: you don’t want to reward them for stuff they should be doing anyway. That’s not what I mean. Bribe them with stuff like the right to use the bathroom with the door closed. bribe your teenager with the freedom to be at school without her mother popping by just to say how much you love your Pookie Poo, or with the opportunity to attend her senior prom without you as a chaperone.
Or,
4. Don’t ask for their help. Problem solved. You’re welcome.
Glad I could help!
What’s your question? The doctor is in, he’s just not in here.
gulby
October 11, 2011
Clever !!! Mostly the 3rd ! 😀 The 4th is realistic, but a little bit unpleasant, right ? 😀
I've Become My Parents
October 12, 2011
I suppose number 4 leaves a few things to be desired… But the advice comes with no warranty!
lovethebadguy
October 12, 2011
Useful bride no#371:
“Do what I say, and I promise not to honk the horn and blow kisses as I drop you off at the school gates.”
Ahh, memories…
I've Become My Parents
October 12, 2011
Sounds like that one may have been used on you in the past…?
Lorna's Voice
October 12, 2011
I like your “tough love” approach with your reader (“…quit your whining — I have one kid and probably repeat the same request 100 times in a single morning.” You really set us up for some “expert advice!” Very funny stuff. 🙂
I've Become My Parents
October 12, 2011
Thank you Lorna. It’s not easy being an expert. People expect crazy stuff, like that you know what you’re talking about and stuff.
BrainRants
October 12, 2011
Bribery to me means, “Do it now and you might see your (cell phone/tv/bedroom door/stuffed animal/pet) again.”
I've Become My Parents
October 12, 2011
I like that one. Curious, though, about what you do with the pet if they don’t follow through… 😉
saskateacher
October 12, 2011
Funny stuff. I like this addition to your blog.
I've Become My Parents
October 12, 2011
Thanks, I’m glad you do. It feels good to help people and it gives me an outlet for all my pent up advice that otherwise just results in dirty looks when helpfully presented to total strangers in the mall.
Cheers!
E
November 4, 2011
This is a good topic – parents should stick together – if, like some animalia, we eat our young – well, we are we’ve got.
My favorite son story (because it ended in victory): like most parents I was always having to drone on about picking up stuff before bedtime. Apparently the little rodent had learned not picking up meant delay, which was what he wanted (as opposed to what I wanted). I (we, my SO and I) tried everything. Non-compliance was messing up a fav time – bedtime.
Eventually it dawned on me. I calmly explained he had _X_ minutes to pick up and get ready for bed. The hook: if he didn’t comply I’d box up the toys littering the family room and put them on a high shelf in the garage. Naturally, my bluff was eventually called. No worries – go get jammies on (and I boxed the toys later, after happily reading bedtime stories.
The next day when the news broke about all those premier toys going walk-a-bout I got them down from the garage and explained that next time I wouldn’t give them back for one day / second infraction, two days, etc. Hey-hey, we were learning math and obedience at the same time.
When the inevitable happened, I’d cheerily say – no problem, I’ll pick them up later! I knew I’d won when the was reply was: garage? Uh huh.
Now … how to do this with an 18 YO who is taller than I am!
E
I've Become My Parents
November 7, 2011
Great story! We have a similar approach. If I have to pick stuff up then it disappears for a while. A gentle reminder usually prompts quick compliance!
As for the 18 YO, let me know if you figure it out!
Kevin
July 20, 2013
I like the deputy idea….nothing like having a little game of cops and profiling going on in the house to keep the sibling wars going!