The Whole bunch of Tattle Tails

We are at an interesting point at my house right now.  We are some where between being a whole bunch of  Tattle Tails and a whole bunch of Take Care of It Ourselvers.  Which may not sound like a terrible thing except that we are constantly going overboard in one direction or the other.  Shush and Sass were playing in the playroom when Shush runs upstairs balling.  I think she hurt herself and she says… “Sass is a going to tattle tail on me and she is just one big giant tattle tail!”  At which point I said “If you weren’t doing anything wrong, she wouldn’t have anything to tell on you about.  So just be a good girl and do what you are suppose to and you won’t have any problems.”  But that doesn’t solve my problem.  I want them to work out their problems amongst themselves.

However I do not want them going as far as to threaten each other.  Sultana threatened to smack Sass if she didn’t “shut her mouth.”  At which point Sass came to me and told me what Sultana said.  Then I had a conversation with Sultana about what respect is, and the way family members should and should not speak to one another.  She went to bed 2 hours early that night and lost her tablet for a week.  I don’t feel so bad about putting her to bed that early because she was asleep 20 minutes in to it.  She must have needed the sleep which might help explain, but does in no way excuse the behavior.

I definitely need to do some more research into this parenting phenomenon.  To the public library I go!  I’ll keep you posted on any interesting must share information.

I just Goggled tattle tail and found out that for 30 something odd years I have been misusing the word.  It’s suppose to be tattletale.  Tale like a story, not tail like a dog.  Well, this round goes to Grandma who growing up we lived with 7 cats and 7 dogs.  But I am just going to leave it for sake of lightening the mood.