Sunday, January 26, 2014

Unintended Team Work

I decided that some sledding would be good for Peter, to expend some of his almost limitless energy.

As I entered the dining room, he sat with his head lowered and a scowl on his face. The slice of pie in front of him remained untouched. Everyone else was silently eating their snack, doing their best to ignore the problem.

I jumped in, “Peter, if you finish your pie without a problem, I’ll take you sledding.”

He mumbled back to me, “First, I have to settle with Dad.”

Fifteen minutes later, after strong words and tears between father and son, Peter and I headed out the door with sled in hand. The combination of my carrot and Jonathan’s stick got the job done.

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