Festive.

Here’s how things go around here lately:

The kids fight, scream, break every rule they can think of, hurt each other, argue. They’re wound up beyond “wound up” and they’re lying, trying to get each other in trouble, breaking stuff..

and then,

I go downstairs to my office, put my head on the desk, and cry.

Sure, I’ve tried other methods!

I’ve tried discussing the problem with the kids . Politely and calmly and NOT in the heat of the moment.

I’ve tried explaining why they need to follow certain rules. Why the rules are in place and what we should do if we feel a rule isn’t fair or isn’t working.

I’ve asked for their input on how to make things better. What would help them be able to get along? What would make it easier for things not to devolve into a shitstorm?

I’ve explained how their actions are impacting on me, of course, but also how their sibling(s) feel. It’s not fun to have your feelings hurt. Your brother doesn’t want to play with you if you’re going to lie about things to get him in trouble. Mom cannot focus on getting her own chores done if you’re screaming at each other.

And, in the end, the weeping on the desk is the most effective because at least I feel better when I’m done. Dammit.