Warning
This is a cautionary tale about the WORST PARENTING DECISION EVER MADE.
For once, I didn't make it. My hubs did, and he will NEVER live it down.
Just over three years ago, the man I love was standing at the coffee pot, adding sugar to his mug. My son, around a year and a half old, hovered near his heels. Even at this young age, my son was chirping away about Bob the Builder and dinosaurs and who knows what all else. My husband, desperate for silence, did the unthinkable:
He dipped his wet spoon into the sugar bowl and handed it to my son like a lollypop.
*reee! reee! reee! reee! reee!*
First of all, this was still back in the days where I was pureeing tofu and sweet potato and freezing it in ice cube trays. Second, we had recently crossed the remembering threshold with this boy. New experiences didn't fade with a good night's sleep - no. He remembered EVERYTHING and often hammered us over the head with it the next morning and every day thereafter.
The boy's eyes lit up and he said "Mmmmmm. Soogah!"
I shot a panicked look at the hubs and said "What does he have?"
The hubs turned unconcerned eyes at me and said "I just put a little sugar on a spoon."
From knee level came "Soogah shpoon." A pudgy hand thrust the spoon skyward, where the kitchen light reflected off its shiny, wet, licked completely clean surface. "Mooooooore soogah shpoon!"
I picked up the boy and relieved him of the spoon in one sweeping movement. Dropping the spoon in the sink, I made for the living room to distract my squiggling child. The tantrum began ("SOOGAH!") as I neared the hall, and I shot a look at my husband that could have melted his nose off his face had he been man enough to meet my eyes.
And so it has come to pass, that in the three years since this seemingly minor incident took place - and I have NOT seen it happen again since the first time: I have had to deal with related tantrums, from all THREE children, on a weekly basis.
"Mom, can I have sugar on a spoon?"
"No."
"Remember when Daddy gave him some?"
"La la la, I can't hear you nananananana"
"Sugar! On a SPOOOOOON!"
"No, and time-out if you ask again."
"Waaaaaaah! No fair!"
"Blame Daddy."
Learn from me. If you are going to bribe with sugar, either do it before they will remember, or give them something that will stick their mouth shut.
Comments
I'd substitue something less tasty, like oat flour, and tell them it was sugar. they usually don't come back after that.
Posted by: Lee | November 18, 2004 10:31 AM
Uh-huh...Daddy is the soogah hound in my house, as well ;o)
Posted by: Lizt | November 18, 2004 11:34 AM
It's always nice to have something to hold over Daddy's head.
Posted by: TW | November 18, 2004 11:59 AM
Speaking as a dad who helped raise 3 kids, let me point out that we dad's will do anything to get the child off our backs! We then get to look good to the child and momma doesn't! hehehe
Posted by: MrBob | November 18, 2004 12:27 PM
I lived with a family that gave their kids carob chips. Webster's says carob has the flavor of chocolate and lemme tell you, that stuff is nasty, but the kids thought they were eating chocolate chips! Still makes me gag to think of it.
Posted by: Windylou | November 18, 2004 12:57 PM
*Laughs* I'll keep that in mind when I do have kids in the future. Sounds like you put your husband in check? *Laughs* Only joking. Say Hi to your children for me! God Bless!
Posted by: Mindie | November 18, 2004 1:58 PM
I have the same problem with chocolate. It's like crack to my kid. Yet I still give it to him on occasion, because five minutes of peace NOW always seems more important than two hours of hell LATER. It's all about the now.
Posted by: notdonnareed | November 18, 2004 2:28 PM
It's amazing, isn't it, what I man will do with a child without thinking. I swear, if Hubby had to stay home and deal with the consequences of his bright ideas, he'd start to think before giving a child pickles for supper.
Posted by: Tammy | November 18, 2004 3:45 PM
Yeah, that's going to be a tough thing to shake. Heck, I'm 30 and I'd go for some sugar on a spoon! :-) But, what was all that about tofu and potatoes in the freezer?
Posted by: Chris | November 18, 2004 5:08 PM
Why do these stories always involve dads with innocent looks and moms ripping their hair out?
Posted by: Terri | November 18, 2004 5:51 PM
My husband doesn't give out sugar. He likes to give out m&m's or something equally as sugar filled.
I make him deal with them when the tanty's start though :)
Posted by: Norti | November 18, 2004 6:12 PM
Does my husband have a second family?? He, too, shares his morning coffee sugar with the kids every day. It's as if, when it comes to snap parenting decisions, they lose all touch with reality.
Posted by: Liz | November 19, 2004 6:34 AM
I've heard it helps the medicine go down...
Posted by: bonnie | November 19, 2004 7:27 AM
Oh no, I did the same thing with TV in the kid's bedrooms. Once it's in the bedroom that neon glare is there for life.
Posted by: Little Island | November 20, 2004 8:01 PM
Always blame Daddy, always!
Posted by: Lindsey | November 22, 2004 9:46 AM