Lessons

Momma is trying to teach me a lesson about being mindful of my words and actions. I like to say and do things to be mean and on impulse. Most of it is normal little boy stuff, but momma wants to break me of it.

I've had a few hard lessons this week.

1. Last Sunday when I was being dropped off at home after a weekend at Grandma's I, out of anger, said I wasn't going to Grandma's next (this) weekend. Momma said ok. And then today Grandma came to get Luke and boy was I mad that I didn't get to go.
2. The other day when we were playing outside I got mad that the neighborhood kids wanted to play something I didn't so I went to sulk on the front step. When momma called after me to get me to come play I started to storm into the house out of anger and momma called me on it and sent me in the house for good. I was not happy.
3. Tonight I was watching a movie with mom. Half way through the movie we both came upstairs for something. While upstairs I asked if I could write in my blog. Mom said sure but we should finish the movie first. I didn't like that answer and started to sulk going upstairs and momma called after me "good night!" She then went back to the movie. When I went back to apologize so I could finish the movie mom accepted my apology but still sent me to bed! I was not happy.

This whole learning to be mindful is hard work.