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My son forgot to collect his sports-bottle of water from the Home Depot workshop--and spent an hour crying about it when we got home. Pretty much ruined his day...
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Hopefully lesson learned. I was a terrible mom. Never talked baby talk or allowed others to either, chucked bean bags at them when needed or stuck them in this taped off area called the penalty box for undetermined amounts of time... just depended on whether I still felt like killing them or not, made them use 'sir' ma'am', please, thank you, excuse me and you're welcome, and to open car doors for ladies and wait til the ladies were seated before sitting. I never used the term... use your indoor voice. Always felt they were never too young to learn responsibility. Can't count the wooden spoons I broke either

4. Well then I was a terrible mom then too because I was the same way with my boys...I also wasn't one to listen them to whine and cry...I always told them not to come crying to me unless there's a lot of blood or broken bones. I taught them to figure things out for themselves, that I wasn't going to solve all their little problems for them. They learned to work things out amongst themselves and how to get along because if I had to get involved then there was gonna be serious trouble. I never had any trouble out of them at school or anywhere because they were raised to respect others. They also knew if they did something wrong, then they were going to suffer the consequences of it. So if you were a terrible mom, then my hat's off to you, because it's exactly the way I think too!
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