I was going to win this one. Those of you out there who are natural-born fighters understand this ridiculous parenting thought that rises up and guarantees we are going to make a poor decision. All of a sudden, we are no longer in a position of authority, but rather we have jumped into a messy fray of a fight, behaving like the children we are trying to control.
My son was about eight years old at the time and refusing to change out of his favorite outfit…like ever! When he walked by me in these week-old clothes, the smell just about knocked me over! The only time he took them off was during his bath. I tried everything I could think of to get him to put on other clothes. Finally, determined to win this battle, I came up with a plan. I filled a bucket with soapy water, and as soon as he peeled off his clothes for his bath, I threw the wretched, stiff outfit in the sudsy water.
“Mom how am I supposed to wear those clothes now?” he asked.
“You will just have to wait until they are washed and dried,” I responded.
I was going to win this one. I felt somewhat smug and satisfied that I had come up with such a foolproof plan. I told him to finish up his bath while I found him some clean clothes to wear. When I came back into the bathroom, he had finished his bath and was standing by the side of the tub, dripping and sudsy, with the SAME clothes on – the ones I had thought so long over how to get him out of – the ones that he would have meltdowns over not wearing for two hours while they washed and dried – the SAME ones! Still, I was going to win this one, so I ignored him. All of a sudden, he looked very smug and pleased with himself. Stay a step ahead, I told myself. You have to stay one step ahead of him, but I didn’t know where to go from there, so I let him wander around the house leaving puddles and drips everywhere he went. He wore them until he was merely damp, and he wore them until they were dried all the way through.
I will win this one, I thought. So, the next day was a same version of the first. I was certain he would not want to go to Walmart all soggy and dripping wet, but I was wrong. I was certain he wouldn’t want to get muddy at the park rolling around in wet clothes, but I was wrong. I was sure I could motivate him out of them by bribing him with an episode of “Curious George”, but I was wrong.