Caught Red Handed

It happened. I had to be the Mom who takes their child back into a store to return something that wasn't theirs...

Yesterday we went to the store to buy birthday presents. Shyler and Easton both had "grandparent money" to spend from their birthdays. Shyler also had to buy something for a friend's party. So the kids picked out their items, Easton paid first and then walked around the store and played with different things while Shyler and I paid.

When we got into the car and pulled away, I happened to look back at the kids right as Easton pulled a little kaleidoscope from his bag.

"Where did you get that?" I asked.

"Frwom the stow" he replied.

"Oh no buddy, we didn't pay for that, and we don't take things that we didn't pay for. That's stealing."

So I flipped the car around, drove back to the store and told Easton he had to go inside with me and give it back and apologize. He didn't want to go, but I told him that he had to, because I wasn't the one that had taken it, and he needed to apologize.

So in we went, I made him carry it, and hand it over, and say he was sorry.

And that was that.

On the way home, I talked to both kids about why stealing was wrong and we should never do it.

As I considered my course of action I took, I began to question if I had handled it correctly... I know that my mom used to make us go back in, pay for the item, and then she threw it away in front of us. (I don't actually remember this happening to me, but she said she has done it with some of us... anyways...) Was I wrong to simply have him apologize and return the item?

Thoughts?

Mothers Day

Mothers Day was so nice this year. Shyler made me some BEAUTIFUL necklaces with yellow and pink yarn and plenty of scotch tape. I wore one proudly the entire day- it matched my dress perfectly. haha. Easton and Shyler also made me a bunch of cards and drawings. Shyler has learned SO much this year and she is quite the little reader and writer. Each day I am impressed by how quickly she's learned to read and write. Later that day, my family gathered at Mom and Dad's house and made a big dinner (fajitas-yum!) for my mom and dad. It was my Dad's birthday as well. We had a great time eating and visiting. Mother's Day was laid back and full of people I love... just the way I like it.

my boy easton

So Easton fell off a chair in the kitchen - AGAIN- this is like the millionth time, and we've told him again and again to be careful and make sure he puts his feet down first... anyways, so today he falls off, and immediately begins crying and I'm about to tell him, "We've told you that you have to be careful", but he beats me to the punch with, "NOT AGAIN!" as he sobs... It was funny and broke my heart.

Tuckered out

Could my puppy be any cuter? I think not...

Check out her tongue...too funny.

Riding and Walking

We went for another walk/ride last night. This picture was pretty much my view of Shyler the ENTIRE time! She loves riding her bike now.

Zoey- enjoying her walk


Easton

Family Walks/Rides

Yesterday I decided that our family needs some fun togetherness/exercise activities... So after Cole left for work (had to work graveyard), I leashed up the dog, strapped the kids helmets on and we went to Grandma and Grandpa T's house. The kids rode their bikes (Shyler without her training wheels again!) and I walked Zoey. The beginning of the ride was a bit rough, and Shyler struggled with her balance, and took a few tumbles. And of course I played the mean, mean mom and forced her back on the bike, and not too nicely. :( We eventually made it, and I had called my grandparents before we arrived, so when Shyler rode up, they were outside waiting for her. I think it made all the difference.
On the way home, we stopped at a friend's house who we haven't seen for months since our ward split. The kids had so much fun being chased around by their son (he's about 17 and LOVES Easton!) and I visited with my friend and we talked families and kids... It was so nice.
I think I'll keep up the tradition and do nightly walks. You should try it too....

Funny Things they say...

As I was getting ready for work this morning, my son Easton (almost 4) walks into the kitchen in his awesome lego-batman pajamas and says, "My back hurts"... oy, back pain at 4!?