In an effort to get the boys to clean their room, we have invented the "toy monster". If, after a designated and very generous amount of time, there are still toys on the floor, the Toy Monster (aka my old suitcase) comes into the room and eats them. This generally causes much weeping and gnashing of teeth. Good behavior then causes the toy monster to "burp" back out one toy at a time. Anyways. It worked a few times. So yesterday, we were up cleaning their room, getting nowhere, and I warned about the toy monster. Instead of frantically picking their toys up, as I had hoped, they started making little lego bombs, and little lego guns, and setting BOOBY TRAPS for the toy monster. They were going to take him head on! No Toy Monster was going to blackmail THEM into picking up their toys!!! Mean Mommy spontaneously invented a new rule to the game: boys are not allowed to FIGHT the Toy Monster. Quinn, especially, thought this was totally unfair.
Mom: "Why don't you just pick up your toys, instead of spending all this time and effort trying to FIGHT the toy monster?"
Quinn: "Is he here yet? I want to fight him."
Mom: "No. That's not allowed. The Toy Monster will always win."
Quinn: "oh well. If he eats my toys, I can always earn them back."
THAT was his plan for cleaning his room? Letting the toy monster eat everything, and then, when he wants to play with something, do one good thing and earn them back one at a time??? How did my son get so conniving? I told him that maybe the toy monster wouldn't burp anything back up, and that maybe he would donate the toys to a needy family instead.
Colby: "That's silly mom. EVERYONE has toys!"
Mom: "No they don't. You're very lucky, you have toys. But not all kids have toys."
Colby: "Yes they do. Don't tease me!"
Maybe the toy monster really SHOULD donate some excess toys to a worthy child, who would take better care of them! There are multiple very important lessons to be learned here!
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