Friday – The Mulligan
Mar. 27th, 2009 10:02 am.
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Yesterday was one of my husband's nights off from work, so I worked a little late and he picked our son up from daycare. I called from the office to check in on them.
"How was our son today?" I asked, and held my breath while I waited for the answer. We get a detailed report each day from the school so we can monitor whether he's been naughty or nice, allowing us to respond accordingly.
"Well," Jeff hesitated, "There was an incident this morning, but I kind of understand it."
"Okay. What happened?"
"He was playing with a ball and another little boy walked over to him, took it away from him, and threw it in the trashcan. So [Sweet Pea] hit him."
I tried to choke back my laughter, and failed.
"I gotta give him a mulligan on that one," Jeff said. "I mean, come on. The guy was being a jerk!"
"But," I was having a hard time talking because I was still laughing, "we have to tell him that it's wrong to hit people. I mean, it's just not acceptable."
"No," Jeff said through chuckles of his own, "But..."
"But you'd have hit him too?"
"If somebody did that to me? Yeah! Who wouldn't?"
"But it's wrong." I was still laughing. Every time I tried to put on my serious Mom voice, I laughed a little more. I could picture my son's face, his look of annoyance and consternation as he moved in to seek his vengeance. He no doubt saw this as a justifiable assault. That his father did, too, and his mom couldn't stop laughing about it is not going to help us encourage positive behavior and discourage violence.
"At least he didn't bite him," I said. "Progress!"
"Exactly," Jeff agreed. "He wants pizza tonight, and I'm going to let him have some. Other than that, he had a great day."
I feel like a hypocrite, but I suppose I can justify not being too hard on my son. I've often railed against the "Zero Tolerance" policies you often come across these days because they fail to take into consideration the circumstances and intents of the people they target. Even in law enforcement, certain generally-illegal actions are sometimes seen as justifiable, such as shooting someone who is trying to shoot you first. Here in Texas, the guy doesn't even have to point a gun at you. He just has to be on your property after sundown and appear to up to no good. My home state takes the stance that some folks just need to be shot, and while it's considered good to ere on the side of caution, the law doesn't require that you do so.
Likewise, I guess some folks may need to be hit.
This can be seen as a learning experience, if not for my son then for the other kid. You just can't steal what belongs to someone else and throw it away. Not only will you get hit, your assailant may well be rewarded with pizza for dinner.
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Yesterday was one of my husband's nights off from work, so I worked a little late and he picked our son up from daycare. I called from the office to check in on them.
"How was our son today?" I asked, and held my breath while I waited for the answer. We get a detailed report each day from the school so we can monitor whether he's been naughty or nice, allowing us to respond accordingly.
"Well," Jeff hesitated, "There was an incident this morning, but I kind of understand it."
"Okay. What happened?"
"He was playing with a ball and another little boy walked over to him, took it away from him, and threw it in the trashcan. So [Sweet Pea] hit him."
I tried to choke back my laughter, and failed.
"I gotta give him a mulligan on that one," Jeff said. "I mean, come on. The guy was being a jerk!"
"But," I was having a hard time talking because I was still laughing, "we have to tell him that it's wrong to hit people. I mean, it's just not acceptable."
"No," Jeff said through chuckles of his own, "But..."
"But you'd have hit him too?"
"If somebody did that to me? Yeah! Who wouldn't?"
"But it's wrong." I was still laughing. Every time I tried to put on my serious Mom voice, I laughed a little more. I could picture my son's face, his look of annoyance and consternation as he moved in to seek his vengeance. He no doubt saw this as a justifiable assault. That his father did, too, and his mom couldn't stop laughing about it is not going to help us encourage positive behavior and discourage violence.
"At least he didn't bite him," I said. "Progress!"
"Exactly," Jeff agreed. "He wants pizza tonight, and I'm going to let him have some. Other than that, he had a great day."
I feel like a hypocrite, but I suppose I can justify not being too hard on my son. I've often railed against the "Zero Tolerance" policies you often come across these days because they fail to take into consideration the circumstances and intents of the people they target. Even in law enforcement, certain generally-illegal actions are sometimes seen as justifiable, such as shooting someone who is trying to shoot you first. Here in Texas, the guy doesn't even have to point a gun at you. He just has to be on your property after sundown and appear to up to no good. My home state takes the stance that some folks just need to be shot, and while it's considered good to ere on the side of caution, the law doesn't require that you do so.
Likewise, I guess some folks may need to be hit.
This can be seen as a learning experience, if not for my son then for the other kid. You just can't steal what belongs to someone else and throw it away. Not only will you get hit, your assailant may well be rewarded with pizza for dinner.
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Date: 2009-03-27 04:11 pm (UTC)"the moral of the story is, and I love morals, when you're walking on eggs, don't hop"
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Date: 2009-03-27 04:15 pm (UTC)And yes, it's wrong.
But c'mon.
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Date: 2009-03-27 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-27 08:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-27 06:14 pm (UTC)And I was kind of a wimp as a child.
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Date: 2009-03-27 08:32 pm (UTC)My son's reaction to the fiend may not have been acceptable, but I can hardly call it inappropriate.
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Date: 2009-03-27 06:19 pm (UTC)It falls under the "he needed killin'" defense.
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Date: 2009-03-27 08:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-27 06:55 pm (UTC)I give your son a pass on this one. :)
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Date: 2009-03-27 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-28 12:44 am (UTC)I would have whacked the kid too.
I use to get in trouble at school for stuff like that, as did my siblings.
At least now the kid knows not to mess with him!
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Date: 2009-03-31 07:09 pm (UTC)I swear that testosterone causes brain damage. :^P
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Date: 2009-03-28 04:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-31 07:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-30 03:53 pm (UTC)I'm glad he didn't bite, at least. That IS progress. ^^ *HUGS*
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Date: 2009-03-31 07:11 pm (UTC)*hugs Dawn back*
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Date: 2009-03-31 07:24 pm (UTC)