A few months ago when we were at the Enchanted Forest, Agnes and Calvin decided that they needed to go in the Haunted House. I was pretty sure that we didn't need to spend more money on more tickets to go int o a scary house that they would hate. They completely disagreed with my conclusion. They finally broke me and against my better judgement I paid way too much money for tickets and took them in. Once we were in the door and too far in to turn around BOTH kids started crying and yelling and hanging on my while I also carried Sully through the ridiculous haunted house. We were doing our best to get through quickly, but since it was a haunted house it was pitch black and stuff kept popping out at us. At this point I was so frustrated that I gave them zero sympathy. After we made it out I took a picture of Agnes crying. I told her that the next time she asked me to take her into a haunted house I was going to show her this picture of her crying so she would remember that she hated it. This may seem a bit unorthodox, but I think I made my point. She still asks about this picture and says, "Next time you can show me this picture and I will listen to you, Mom!" Next time I will listen to myself, too, and not let these kids of mine bully me into buying more tickets!It's parenting moments like this that I am sure will get me nominated for Mother of the Year.
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This is a common conundrum mothers face. At least you are armed for the next time!
Sad! When I was little I went in the haunted house at Disneyland and I just about died! Then, they had a "cast member" dressed in a suit of armor peek in our car and that sent me over the edge. My dad carried me out the emergency exit! I still hate haunted houses. . .
I think you are so smart. Obviously it worked. Mother of the year for sure!
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