"Discipline is the instant willingness and obedience to all orders, respect for authority, self reliance and teamwork. The ability to do the right thing even when no one is watching or suffer the consequences of guilt which produces pain in our bodies, through pain comes discipline." --United States Marine Corps
So...that's what Disipline means....so before I venture thru this gate and enter our home I have to decide how to handle the troops.
See they are in there...feeling better after 4 days of being held captive with the flu. Energy is building in their little bodies to the point of full restoration. Don't mind their mother, who is 2 days behind them and just wants to put her feet up, sip on lemon and honey followed by a nice peaceful kippa.
Here's the problem....they have distroyed everything...its like a war zone. They have paints, play doh, leggo...shit everywhere!!!!!!! They have to take responsibility for it.....they are old enough(4&9)...they can clean it up!!!
So...whats this mum to do...I have no voice, no energy and no spirit to fight.
Solution.....BURN THE TOYS!!!
I have quietly placed my self next to the fire, opened the door and........Oh.......look at what has happened!!!!
Paper Dolly....Gone!! Bob the Builder and My little ponies....NEXT!!!
The kids.......PANIC...TEARS....You name it they presented the LOT!
Mum....calm, silent, pretending that guilt doesn't exist!!!
Fast Forward, half an hour...House Clean, Manners have returned and they are sitting very peacefully in front of a DVD.
War Staged, War Fought, War Won!!!!