Amazingly, I slept until 9 am this morning, and I was the first one to wake. I went right to the kitchen to feed our kitty and just then First Son also came to have breakfast. We were both in a good, relaxed mood, and it was a blessing that it was just the two of us, so I made him breakfast and we sat down to eat together. First Son had Dino Eggs Oatmeal and I had a garlic naan with greek yoghurt on it.
I brought up, very gently, what happened yesterday. I told him that the lady had said that she didn't feel he respected her, and that she had had difficulty in getting him to listen and to behave. His response? "I didn't know she worked there." (In my head I'm thinking, "Wrong answer!")
I assumed that First Son was playing innocent, and that he was making this up, but it turns out that he really didn't realize she was working there. He thought she was just there to pick up her daughter. As to who First Son thought was in charge? He didn't realize that his regular caregiver wasn't there that day! Honestly? I can't understand it, but apparently he never noticed that it was this new lady who was taking roll and taking them to the gym to play.
Well, of course I asked him to pay more attention, and I told him that no matter who was taking care of him, or even just talking to him "from the sidelines," he should always pay attention and be respectful.
First Son has a bit of a stubborn streak, and he kept insisting that he didn't know that the lady worked there, but I insisted that it was irrelevant, and that his motto should be to love and respect everybody.
I think in the end we reached some sort of agreement. At any rate, we were able to agree and we had a very nice day afterwards. We all had a very nice day, as a matter of fact. I got a bit of one-on-one time with all three of the kids, which is quite an accomplishment. I am grateful to have pulled it off today.
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