Lessons Learned

Garion had an experience over the weekend I wanted to blog about, but forgot yesterday.  He was in charge of taking care of our neighbors dogs over the weekend while they went away for the holiday.  He had to let them out 4 times a day, feed and water them and then feed the fish at night.  I assumed he was old enough to do it without my supervision, but there are always extenuating circumstances!  Thursday, as we were trying to load the car and leave for our families house, he went over to take care of the dogs.  Without my knowledge, his two little sisters followed him.  I took care of the dogs that night and Jason helped the next morning since Garion was staying the night at his cousins house.  Friday afternoon, he went back to finish the job.  He came home and said everything was fine.  After my neighbor got home late Friday night, she called me to inform me that he couch had been drawn on with marker and apparently the dogs had peed somewhere and when Garion wiped it up with a paper towel, instead of throwing it away in a garbage can, he placed it on the table on top of a needle work Julie’s great grandmother had made.  Which is now stained yellow and smelly.  I didn’t know what to say.  The next morning, I asked the kids about it and Garion said he couldn’t find a trash can and instead of bringing it to our house to throw away, he placed it on the table.  He agrees that next time he needs to find a garbage.  The marker on the couch was another mystery.  Garion didn’t know anything about it.  But interestingly enough, Kayla did.  Apparently, when the girls followed him over Thursday morning, Brynn had a marker in her hands and decided to decorate the couch.  Garion wasn’t watching her even though he knew she was in the house,and Kayla didn’t feel it was necessary to tell me.  I guess that’s what to expect from a 4 year old.  I was really proud of Garion though because he got the cleaners we have on hand and went over to Julie his first opportunity (with a little push form me) and apologized for the pee on the needlework and marker on the couch and he offered to help clean it all up.  When Julie mentioned his pay, he told her he didn’t feel comfortable taking it because of the things that were ruined.  He gave up $14.  That is a lot of money for a 7 year old!  He showed a lot of bravery and integrity.  Despite the loss of money, he said he felt good about how things ended.

The next lesson I learned last night.  Jason and I cuddled up to watch Oceans 13 after the kids went to bed.  About 20 minutes into the movie, I asked him if he wanted some ice cream.  He said sure, but when I asked him to get it, he said no.  So we went without ice cream.  About 3/4 of the way through the movie, Brynn woke up and Jason was kind enough to go take care of her and comfort her back to sleep.  While he was gone, I took the opportunity to read a blog he sent me about a Pink Hello Kitty AR-15.  I had some questions so when he got back we started talking about it.  I asked him to go get our AR-15 so I could compare and he jumped right up without hesitation to go get the gun.  I asked him later why he refused to get me a little bowl of ice cream, but when I asked for the gun, he didn’t hesitate.  It must be a testosterone thing.  Lesson learned: The way to a favor is weapons.  Ask for the gun first!

2 thoughts on “Lessons Learned

  1. hey hey, I told you I got it because the movie was already stopped, and we were talking about it. And the ice cream was something you wanted in the middle of the movie, but never paused it 🙂

  2. Excuses, excuses, Jason.

    I’ve seen that gun before. It’s pretty cute. I want a pink gun. Yes, always say, “Can I see that gun and since you’re up can you get me some ice cream.” Though Kenneth would then say, “While I’m getting the gun you can get the ice cream. Then we’ll be done faster and can get back to the movie.” I don’t see a real world way to make it happen.

    So sad about the dog watching. So sad, but a good lesson.