I feel it my duty to inform y'all I earned a new badge on my mean mom vest last week when I
forced strongly encouraged Annelise to tie her own shoes.
It was time to say good-bye to velcro and fully embrace the shoelace. (Actually it was past time. We've attempted this before but always caved and gone back to velcro for speed and lack of tears. Yeah, we're wimps.)
This ultimatum was met with much resistance from the tie-r in training, as you might imagine.
Two days, countless attempts, tears, frustration (from all three of us), countless exclamations of "I'll never be able to do this!" (her) followed by "Try again" (me) were minimally productive.
Imagine our surprise the night of Day 2 when we heard her announce from her room, "I just tied my shoes!", followed by, "I just tied them 5 times in a row!", followed by "I just tied them with my eyes closed!" followed by her running downstairs to show us her newly mastered skill, followed by our hugs, praises and high fives.
And so were we.
And maybe, just maybe, she didn't think I was such a mean mom after all.