Yesterday I got after Kyra because she was cracking her (hard-boiled) egg by throwing it at the ceiling in the kitchen. A couple of hits on the ceiling took care of it, and then she could peel the egg. When I told her not to do that, her response was, “But mom does it!”
To that, I replied that apparently I needed to talk to mom, and possibly ground her for her bad behavior.
“But you can’t ground a mom,” protested Kyra.
“Because moms have rights!”
“Really? Do kids have rights?”
Then Zack joined in with, “Dads can do anything they want.”
Apparently that’s the real rub. Kids think their parents can do “anything they want” while they, of course, are stuck with far-too-early bedtimes and not enough play time and too many chores and on and on. My argument that I work eight to ten hours a day fell on deaf ears. In their perception, I have total freedom and they can’t wait until they become a mom or dad because then they’ll be able to eat all the candy they want and watch whatever movie they want and so forth.
And not get grounded.