sozobe wrote:I get this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach when I do something wrong that can only be alleviated by a) fixing it or b) waiting. Sometimes for a very long time, depending on how wrong it was.
Yep, me too. And the funny thing is that I recognize this in my son and try to counter it. I found myself explaining to him the virtue of breaking the rules at Monkey Joe's last weekend. We had forgotten socks and they couldn't play without socks. Ducklet, of course, ran off and did it anyway without a second thought (and was eventually caught, but got quite a bit of bouncing in before they caught her) but Duckie wouldn't have it. I tried to convince him. I explained how he could try it anyway and get some playing in before they caught him and he had to stop, or he could just sit there and watch and not get to play at all. He was completely unconvinced. The idea of getting caught doing something wrong was just too much to bear. He wouldn't have been able to live with himself. Eventually Mr. Duck brought us some socks.
On reflection I find it hilarious that I have such a good boy that I actually have to play devil's advocate to try to convince him to break the rules sometimes. When I hear the things that come out of my mouth, I'm shocked and amused.
