I saw this post on Scary Mommy’s Instagram feed and it made me chuckle. Back in the day, I would have all sorts of stories about how I left the room for like 2 seconds and then things would go awry; cupboards would get broken into, cups would spill, sticky things would get stuck to things they should never have touched. It hasn’t happened in a long time and that’s why seeing that post me smile. I am past this part of motherhood. The boys are older now and they still get into things but it is not like it used to be. I am getting better at predicting their behaviours. So when they are about to do something wicked, I am ready. I know what to do and most time I can cut them off at the pass.
Most of the time.
Last night, Mats totally threw me for a loop. When it comes to my kids, Maks is the one that generally gets in trouble. He has the stronger personality and when he decides he is going to do something, he goes off and does it. He deals with the consequences later. Mats isn’t like that. He is the quieter of the two. He may come up with ideas but he won’t act on it until he has thought about it for a long time and weighed the consequences. He usually won’t act until he knows what exactly is going to happen and whether or not he wants to deal with the aftermath.
I am still not sure that what happened yesterday was a well thought out act. I am pretty sure he just acted on impulse and I am not used to that from him.
Last night the boys and I were sitting on my bed. It was couple of minutes until bedtime and I was finishing up clipping their nails as they watched Batman. (The glamour just doesn’t stop I tell you.) Everyone was getting along. They were enthralled with their show and I was tidying up and getting ready for bed. I swear I left the room for like five seconds and it happened. Mats reached over and grabbed his bottle of water to take a drink. He took a drink of water and this is where things get fuzzy. I am not exactly sure what he is was thinking or what he was hoping to accomplish but he took his bottle of water and emptied the contents on Maks’ head as he sat watching Batman totally oblivious to what Mats was doing. Maks’ screamed and jumped out of the bed as fast as he could. He was soaked but the majority of the bed was alright.
Now this was one of those things where it would have been funny if it wasn’t my kid that did it. Part of me wanted to laugh when I saw Maks head and he told me what happened because it was just so unexpected and to be completely honest, it was funny. But I couldn’t cause these kids belong to me and I can’t have my 6 year old dousing this brother with water whenever his heart desires. So in my best mommy voice I had to lay down the law. For the act of water dousing Mats was sentenced to ten lines of “I will not pour water on Maks’ head” required immediately. I wanted them neat, correctly spelt and completed in twenty minutes. This would give Maks time to dry off and get into some new clothes for bed and it would give me some time to laugh in private.
So much for knowing my kids.