One day last week, Kyle came out of his room at 6:30 a.m. "Mom, can I get up now? Tomorrow I'll wake up at 7:00."
Kyle is supposed to stay in his room until 7:00 a.m. each morning. But sometimes it's hard for him, especially if he wakes up around 6:00 a.m. We've pretty much handled that problem by getting rid of naps (except about once every 6 to 8 days, as needed -- by Mommy or son).
So, he negotiates. He even went on to say, "I have a plan. I'll wake up at 6, 6, then 7, 7, 7, 7, 7."
Sometimes I stand firm and send him back into his room. But other times I relent when I know that he's been awake a while and has tried to wait for 7:00 a.m. (with his eyes glued to the clock, instead of just closing them and trying to sleep some more).
But that's not the only reason I give in. I give in, because I know it's hard. How many times have I said, "Tomorrow, I'll . . . "
. . . start eating better.
. . . clean up the house.
. . . pay the bills.
. . . spend more time with the kids.
. . . call that friend in need.
Yes, I do understand. I guess he needs to learn sooner rather than later that tomorrow never comes, and it's not good practice to keep putting off for tomorrow what he could do today.
Maybe we'll have that chat . . . tomorrow.