The Man Under the Bed

Today’s blog is brought to you by a sudden winter storm that closed schools for the first time this school season
Chore time. The much dreaded, much argued time of the day. I kind of pick and chose the times when I have T his chores. Mostly because I do not remember until that moment. I have him put dishes away, change garbage bag and take garbage out to dumpster, feed the cats and the dreaded scoop the cat litter.
Yesterday he was hanging out in his room when I hollered at him that it was time to do the cat litter. He whined. I remained firm and kept repeating get out here and clean the cat litter. He whined some more before coming out into the kitchen. I am mixing the salad as he moans and gripes that it is so unfair that he has to scoop out the cat litter. Why did he have to do it? He was right in the middle of this cool video. My reply which got me that look was that there was a really neat feature that allowed you to pause the video exactly where you were and it will be there when you came back. He muttered away under his breath grabbing a plastic bag out of the plastic bag bag. I have two of them.
T asks me if there is a human being in the storage room.
My Response?
Not unless the guy I had tied up under my bed escaped.
T did not understand what I meant. So I went back over it again and he stared at me like I had grown horns. I really was not being funny he informed me, all I had done was creeped him out. Now that I think of it, I should have crept after him and yelled boo into the storage room. I would have laughed, he would have screamed, I may have ended up wearing cat litter. It maybe a good thing that I did not do that.

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

11 thoughts on “The Man Under the Bed”

  1. Getting kids to do their chores can be a struggle! I pay mine for any chores above the basics of taking care of themselves and their things. Not everyone agrees with that but it’s working great for us and teaching them about earning and spending money. However you can get kids to help is always a step in the right direction!

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    1. I told T that if he did all the chores that I asked him to do without complaint, as well as unpacking his school bag and lunch bag than I will give him money on Friday. Half of which he has to deposit in his bank account and the other half he can spend. So far I haven’t had to pay him ever. LOL

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    1. T is 9. I have always been it is easier to do it myself but I have to teach him so although we are struggling a tad it will work out in the end. Also he will receive real money as opposed to the pretend money I have been paying him. (No money at all which is why it is pretend-yet another mom joke he does not find funny.) What is the marble reward?


      1. They earn a marble for completing routines (wash hands, clean up after snack, complete homework, good manners at dinner) & (shower, teeth, bed when told). As well as caught being good or for chores or helping out. They put their marbles ( I use flat stones, less rolling) into a plastic jar. When the jar is full they each get to invite a friend over for a party!

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