The oldest two have been caught in lies. So we are trying to teach them how bad it is to lie with putting them in a corner, writing sentences & calistics. I should say Harold has been having them do that since he is home with them all day. It is tearing us up, but we want to nip it in the bud. We don’t want them to follow the path their mother took.
We worry about stopping the lying and we worry about whether we are doing more harm then good. Harold is the harder of us two, the kids know that I’m pissed. We also try talking to them. Even though they are in trouble I let them know that I love them before bed and I have them tell me why we are doing this. I don’t want them to think that we hate them.
Boy, I feel like shit. And I know Harold feels worst then me cause he is the one that has dishing out the punishment. =(