Saturday, April 21, 2007


When one's children get a bit older, one has to deal with constant tattletaling. "Mom, Ethan took my crayons." "Dad, Jonathan messed up my Legoes." "Mom, Eva is copying me."

But the other night, I was stumped. Here's what came from one child's mouth as everyone was settling into bed:

"Daa-aad, Christine said I'm a tattletale."


Blogger Michael Simpson said...

So a question: how does one deal with tattletales? It's a bad thing, it seems to me, for children to learn to settle their differences by immediately squealing to their parents. But sometimes we parents need to know.

9:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

How to stop it?

"If there is blood or a mess, I need to know."

Otherwise, I require the poor hapless "victim" not to play with this big mean awful bully for the rest of the day.

9:54 AM  
Blogger Jeff Davis said...

I make them both watch Rashomon. Punishment enough for all.

8:40 AM  

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