Me: London, you will have to fill your water bottle at school because we have to get to school.
London (in tears): Mom, PLEASE let me fill it here! School water is disgusting and I need ice!
Me: No. Get your butt in the car. We are going to be late for school.
Needless to say, the whole conversation left meet feeling discouraged as a mother. What am I doing wrong? How have I raised children who feel so entitled?
This was my solution.
When London arrived home from school today, I handed her a bucket that I use for cleaning. We then proceeded down the hill to the pond behind our house. She was pretty excited, as you will see in my first picture, because she thought we were going to do some cool science experiment.
However, she soon discovered that was not my intention at all. I told her to place the bucket on her head and hike up, the somewhat steep, hill.
By the time we got to our house, she was still wondering what in the world we were doing.
We went into the kitchen, I took a glass from the cupboard, and asked her if she wanted a drink. While the water was dirty, it was still pretty clear, nothing like what we've seen in samples of water conditions in Uganda.
Immediately, she said, "Mom, I'm sorry for overreacting this morning."
We had a good talk about how blessed we are. This has been an excellent reminder for all of us to be thankful for God's provision in our life.