So I guess it wasn't bad enough that I hid Chase's candy. He had it to himself for TWO weeks. I trusted him to make good decisions with it. So silly of me. A couple mornings ago I went in his room to find him stuffing some skittles in his mouth at about seven thirty in the morning. I didn't say anything, just let him go on living the dream. Then, as soon as he was out the door I took the bag of candy and hid it. Just like that. Enough was enough. He actually didn't notice for a couple days. Not until Marc asked him for some. Marc was making him part with a few pieces every night. Saige will happily hand over whatever he wanted, but with Chase it was so hard for him. Chase doesn't like to hand over perfectly good candy. If it just disappears, that's one thing. It is entirely different to have to go in and choose what you want least and give it away. So anyway both Marc and Chase are on me for the candy. I held firm though, just stared at the computer screen and said I didn't know what they were talking about. Saige also had missing candy, which I didn't take. It actually was very helpful when today she found hers under her bed. It took some of the heat off me, like maybe it could have just been missing.
Anyway, tonight Saige is at Amanda's for dinner. Marc and Chase had a lovely dinner of monk fish, rice and veggies. Chase didn't finish all his dinner. I told him, "No dessert without cleaning your plate." "I don't care," he said. I said, "I don't want to see you down here asking for ice cream later." "I don't care," he said again. He went upstairs to watch the rest of a movie, he had trouble getting it to start. He came down to ask for help, at which point he saw Marc making a milk shake. He went running back up the stairs. I went to ask him what was wrong. With actual WET somewhat teary eyes he said, "I would have finished my plate if I knew you got ice cream." Boys......
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Oh, this is such a sad story. I am going to make him the best dessert for Thanksgiving that he will love. One little bite of turkey and he gets dessert! Were you, perhaps, just for a second, channeling the Bad Amy Schramm? He is the "Candy Man," you know.
Listen Granny, don't circumvent Amy's (Good or Bad version) authority over the boy. I can still remember coming home from school to the smell of corned beef and cabbage and not getting the option of taking just one bite and then being rewarded with a big bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream.
What are we going to do at Thanksgiving if he throws a drumstick at my head? Give him a cookie?
Tell Chachi there is a delicious, very dry, very bland and dusty, whole grain rice cake in his Dessert Future if he does a good job with his dinner tonight. A treat like that should get him motivated to do whatever he is instructed by Sgt Amy. This time Marc can wave Snickers bars under his nose, or tape him to the chair with a big piece of chocolate cake just out of his reach. This should be a fun day.
Or, here's another good idea. Let's give Saige 2 desserts and none to Chase and just act like that's the way it normally works. Tee Hee :)
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