1 week ago
Service or Snow Boarding? That is my mormon movie title.
Yesterday I had the great pleasure of informing Mason that he could not go snow boarding with his dad because he needed to keep his commitment to help with the scouts service project (pulling weeds). He was not happy about this at all. I definitely was feeling the guilt of bad parenting. Not because he didn't get to go snow boarding but because he was throwing the biggest fit he has thrown in years and how could I have possibly raised such a spoiled little booger. I wont go into the details of the fit because I'm sure Mas would be incredibly embarrassed, but I was slightly disappointed that he couldn't immediately understand that he was a lucky little boy for getting to go boarding as often as he does and that service is more important. Then I had a flashback moment. I tried to imagine how I would have reacted to this kind of news at age 9. Let's just say I'm sure it wouldn't have been pretty. While Mason did have a hard time for a few minutes, he willingly got up early this morning to go pull weeds without one word (or nasty look) of irritation. I was very proud of him and just kept reminding myself that parenting is about teaching not overindulging. It was kind of hard though.