Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches WILL clog the toilet.
Today, I've made an important realization that is changing the way that I talk to my children. I am no longer going to tell them to have fun. Don't get me wrong, I desperately desire that my children find joy, happiness and laughter through numerous experiences and adventures. But, my children's definition of fun and mine have two VERY different meanings. I'll give you an example. My almost four-year-old son loves to destroy things. He's like his dad - a man who just wants to learn how things work, as well as cause and effect. So, he takes apart toys, sister's dolls, kitchen appliances, and more. He tears books because "the story was in the wrong order." He pushes buttons - both literally and figuratively. He colors on walls, floors, computer monitors, furniture, carpet and more because he wants to create maps and "building plans" for his Duplos. This is his idea of fun . Do you see my dilemma? His idea of fun is so completel