I took Lucy to the fun little shop uptown where she could get a new Webkinz. Yesterday at the doctor Lucy had to get a shot followed by blood drawn. The look of fear in her eyes and the pure exhaustion I was feeling equivilated bribery. She cooperated. She gets a new Webkinz. The rest of our crew busted me and said how unfair this was.
So my new excuse for bad parenting is that I'm the babysitter. The lady working at the cute little shop asked me if all four of these kids were mine. I smirked a little and then she said, "Are you the babysitter?"
Why yes. Yes I am. I am the babysitter. That's why I have no control over them in public and I used bribery to make Lucy cooperate.
I think I will dig out some books this evening from James Dobson and Tim Kimmel for a refresher course in good parenting 101.