Sunday, April 27, 2014

Teaching Seraphina to Share

"Mommy!" complained Scarlet De Gregorio. "Seraphina is always taking whatever I want to play with!"

"You have to share with your little sister." explained Mommy calmly.

"I know how to share!" exclaimed Scarlet indignantly. "It's Seraphina who doesn't know how to share."

"Then, we'll have to teach her." said Mommy patiently. Mommy took the gold chain off of her neck and handed it to Scarlet.  "See Sera," she explained "Mommy is sharing with Scarlet." Mommy pointed to Scarlet's purple headband. Scarlet took it off and handed it Mommy. "Now, Scarlet is sharing with Mommy."

Seraphina nodded. "Share." she repeated.

A little while later, Scarlet was sitting at the kitchen table with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk in front of her. Seraphina went over and grabbed one. "Hey!" exclaimed Scarlet angrily jumping out of her seat.

"Seraphina," said Mommy frowning and shaking her head. "We don't grab."

"Sorry." said Seraphina, but she didn't give the cookie back.

Scarlet reached for it. "Hey!" she said "That's my cookie!"

"Share." said Seraphina. She looked at Mommy. Mommy looked at Scarlet and nodded her head.

Scarlet scowled. She gulped down the rest of her cookies before Seraphina could take any more. She quickly swallowed her milk. Then, she left the kitchen in a huff mumbling about how much sharing stinks.

Seraphina finished her cookie and followed Mommy upstairs. Mommy sat at her dressing table touching up her make up. Seraphine sat down beside her. "Share." she said pointing to Mommy's make up.

"Oh, sweetie!" said Mommy. "I think you're a little too young for makeup."

"Share." repeated Seraphina puckering up her lips as though she were going to cry.

Mommy's heart instantly melted. "Okay." she said. She put a tiny bit of lip gloss on Seraphina's lips.

Seraphina proudly admired her shiny lips in the dressing table mirror. "Pretty!" she said. Mommy couldn't help smiling too at her adorable daughter. 

Seraphina went off to find Daddy and show him her pretty lips. She found him lying across the family room couch taking a nap. Seraphina poked him with her finger. "Daddy, share!" she ordered him.

"What?" exclaimed Daddy waking up abruptly and blinking the sleep out of his eyes.

"Daddy, share!" repeated Seraphina pointing to the couch. Daddy sat up and Seraphina crawled up on the couch beside him. They watch TV for a little bit until Mom called from the other room. She needed Daddy to go to the store and pick up some things they needed for dinner.

"Do you want to go with me?" he asked Seraphina. She nodded eagerly. After Daddy told Mommy he was taking Seraphina, they headed out the door.

At the store, Daddy remembered he needed to get an anniversary card for Mommy. While he was looking for a card, Seraphina found some colorful stickers. "Pretty!" she said grabbing a handful of packages of stickers and showing them to Daddy.

"Would you like some stickers?" he asked.

Seraphina bobbed her head up and down excitedly.

"You can pick out one package of stickers." Daddy told her.

Seraphina quickly picked out a package of Hello Kitty stickers and threw the other packs on the floor.

"Seraphina!" said Daddy shaking his head. "We don't throw things on the floor." He bent down to pick up the rest of the stickers. Seraphina helped him. They finished shopping and went to check out.

When they got home, Scarlet was in the kitchen helping Mommy. "What's that?" she asked curiously spying the package of stickers clutched tightly in Seraphina's hand.

"Hitty Kitty (Hitty Kitty was what Seraphina called Hello Kitty)." said Seraphina proudly showing off her stickers to her sister.

"Hey!" said Scarlet turning green with jealousy that she didn't have any Hello Kitty stickers and Seraphina did.

"Sera, is going to share them with you. Aren't you, Sera?" said Daddy.

Seraphina held the pack of stickers even tighter and clutched it to her chest. "Mine!" she said possessively.

"Seraphina, " said Mommy disappointedly. "What have we been learning about sharing? Don't you want to share your stickers with your sister."

Seraphina quickly shook her head no. "Mine." she said holding tightly to her stickers and running out of the room.

"I guess we still have more work to do." said Mommy.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Spaghetti again?!

Charlotte Putnam's mom was not the worst cook in the world. She was not the best cook in the world either. Her family never really appreciated her cooking. They just ate it and didn't really think about it. it. Then, one day she made spaghetti, and it was so incredibly delicious that they just had to say something.

"Mmm! These noodles are so soft!" exclaimed Charlotte. "Can I have some more?" Mommy smiled brightly and happily scooped out another plateful for her.

"And this sauce is so tomatoey." added her sister, Renee. "I want more too!" Mommy smiled even brighter and scooped out another plateful for Renee as well.

"I have never tasted meatballs so light and fluffy." added their Dad. "I'll take some more as well."

This time, Mommy frowned. "You all like it that much? I don't believe it. You are all just trying to be nice to me." she said unhappily.

"No, it's really delicious, honey." said Dad sincerely. "You really outdid yourself today."

"We love it too!" added Charlotte and Renee together.

"Really?" asked Mommy still unsure. They all nodded. Mommy smiled happily and scooped out another plateful for Daddy.

The next day, they had spaghetti again. "Yeah!" exclaimed Charlotte and Renee happily. They all sat down eagerly and couldn't wait to dig in to their food.

When they had spaghetti again for the third day, the girls were getting kind of sick of it.  Daddy was too. "Oh, spaghetti again." said Charlotte, but she didn't sound that excited about it.

"Thank you, honey." said Daddy, but he didn't sound all that happy either.

By the fourth day, they couldn't even pretend to be excited about it any more. Charlotte just stared at her plate miserably. Renee practically started to cry, but Daddy gave her a warning look so she bit her lip really hard to stop herself. Daddy smiled at Mommy but even he couldn't say anything nice about the spaghetti anymore.

After a week of nothing but spaghetti, Renee couldn't take it anymore. As soon as they sat down for dinner that night, and she saw another plate of spaghetti in front of her, she started to cry.

"What's the matter?" asked Mommy with a voice full of concern.

"We hate spaghetti!" exclaimed Charlotte. Renee nodded in agreement through her tears.

Mommy looked confused. "I thought you loved my spaghetti."

"Well, we have had it an awful lot lately." said Daddy gently trying not to upset Mommy.

"You don't want anymore spaghetti?" asked Mommy disappointedly.

"No!" exclaimed Charlotte and Renee together.

 "Okay." said Mommy quietly. 

"Of course, we'll eat spaghetti tonight because you already made it." said Daddy. He gave the two girls a stern look. They were not happy about it but they ate it, but nobody had seconds.

The next day, Mommy served pot roast. It was delicious. "This meat is so tender." said Daddy. He helped himself to some more.

"These potatos are so soft." said Charlotte. "Can I have some more too?" Mommy happily refilled her plate.

"Yum! Yum!" added Renee holding out her plate to be refilled too. Mommy smiled. She loved it when her family appreciated her cooking.

The next day it was pot roast again and the day after and the day after that.... Until finally Charlotte and Renee couldn't stand it anymore and even though Daddy tried to stop them they called out at the dinner table "No more pot roast! We hate pot roast! We are sick of pot roast!"

The next day, they had tacos. They were good but nobody said anything about it. The day after that it was  baked chicken. It was good too, but nobody said anything about that either. Life went on and they ate different things for dinner. It was usually good, but nobody said anything about it.

Then, one day, Charlotte's friend Rita came to dinner. They had stuffed shells, and they all ate heartily. "Thank you for having me to dinner, Mrs. Putnam. These stuffed shells are delicious."

Charlotte quickly covered her friend's mouth. "No!" exclaimed Charlotte and Renee together. However, it was too late.  Mommy had already heard. The next day they had stuffed shells again.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Don't Feed the Dog

Afton Perry sat at the dinner table staring at a plate of food. She hated meat and she hated vegetables. She only wanted to get to the good stuff- dessert. She looked at the cookie jar sitting on the counter across the room, and her mouth watered just thinking about those creamy Oreo cookies.

"Hurry up!, Afton!" shouted her older sister Astrid impatiently. She had finished her own food ten minutes ago and was waiting for Afton to finish so they could have dessert.

Mom shot Astrid a red angry look. It said if Astrid didn't be quiet she wouldn't be getting dessert at all. So Astrid instantly shut up.

Doodle, their white Scottish Terrier, lay under Afton's chair. He was impatient too. He was waiting for Afton to drop some food under her chair. She always did. Under Afton's chair was the best place in the kitchen to find food besides the refrigerator.

After about ten more minutes, Mommy let Astrid leave the table. "I'll call you when we are ready for dessert." Mommy told her.

Astrid left the room glaring at Afton as she went. Afton sighed. Astrid went in the other room and loudly. turned on the TV. It was Doc McStuffins, one of Afton's favorite shows. Afton sighed again and sadly starred at her food but still didn't eat it.

After about another ten minutes, Mommy let Astrid come in and eat her dessert. Astrid crunched her cookies and slurped her milk loudly. She look at Afton with a satisfied look on her face the whole time. It said 'Ha Ha I'm eating cookies and your not.'

"That's enough, Astrid." said Mom angrily when she noticed the way Astrid was looking at Afton.

Astrid was finished anyway. "Can I be excused?" she asked. Mom nodded. Astrid threw her garbage away and went back to watching TV. Afton sighed yet again.

Mommy frowned at Afton. "Finish up." she told Afton angrily. Mommy had things to do, and Afton was wasting her time.

Suddenly, Mommy's cell phone started ringing. It had been charging upstairs. Mommy went up to answer it. The minutes she left the room, Afton put her plate on the floor. Doodle hungrily ate all of her food. Afton scooped up her plate and put it back on the table. "You were right, Mommy." she said just as her mother came back in the room. "It wasn't so bad when I tried it."

Mommy looked at Afton's empty plate. She looked confused about why Afton had suddenly given in and decided to eat, but she just nodded her head. "You can have dessert now." Mommy told her.

Afton happily counted out four cookies from the cookie jar and sat down at the table to eat them. Mommy poured her a glass of milk.

The next day, every time everybody looked away, Afton fed a little bit of her food to Doodle.  She started doing that every day. "I'm proud of you Afton." said Mommy. "You are eating so much better." Afton was proud of herself too, but for a different reason.

However, even though Afton was eating enough to stay alive, she wasn't eating enough to stay full. Every night her tummy rumbled after dinner, and she complained that she was still hungry. "I don't understand why your always hungry when you're eating better." said Mommy shaking her head. No matter how hungry Afton was, Mommy wouldn't let her eat anymore after dinner. The house was rule was no food after dinner and dessert and Mommy took that rule very seriously.

Finally, one day Astrid looked up when Afton was feeding her dinner to the dog. "Look at what, Afton's doing, Mommy!" she shouted standing up and pointing a finger at her sister.

Mommy looked up at Afton and frowned. "Have you been feeding your dinners to Doodle?" Afton shook her head no. Mommy frowned deeply at Afton. Lying was even worse than asking for food after dinner. Afton nodded slowly and looked at the floor. "Afton, " said Mommy with a voice full of disappointment. "We do not feed our dinner to the dog. Do you understand?" Afton frowned and nodded slowly. "I'm disappointed in you, Afton." said Mommy quietly. "From now on, you are going to have to be watched when you eat until I'm sure that I can trust you. Do you understand?" Afton nodded again even more slowly and very unhappily.

From that day on Afton actually had to start eating her own food if she wanted to get dessert and sometimes just sometimes it wasn't as bad as she thought.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The Dog Who Went to School

The sun was shining way too brightly that morning as Kinsi Lennox was awaked by her big yellow dog, Nugget bouncing on to her bed. She pushed him away and looked at the clock. Unfortunately, it was a school day so she had to get up and get out of bed. She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Nugget followed her wanting attention. "Go away, Nugget!" she said sternly. "I don't have time to play with you now."

When she came out of the bathroom, Nugget was chewing on one of her socks. "Nugget!" she exclaimed grabbing the sock out of his mouth. It was too late. The sock already had a hole in it. She angrily threw the sock back to the dog and reached in her drawer for another one. She barely had time to finish getting dressed and brush her hair before she heard her mother calling from downstairs.

"Kinsi! You're going to be late."

"Coming Mommmy!" Kinsi answered back. She glared at Nugget. "It's all your fault." she said. Nugget wagged his tail at her and followed her down the steps.

Kinsi went into the kitchen. After a quick kiss for her Mom, she gulped down half a bagel and a glass of orange juice. Then, she grabbed her bookbag from beside the front door. She opened the door to go out to the bus stop, but before she could step outside Nugget flew past her and out the door.

"Nugget!" screamed Mommy and Kinsi as they started chasing Nugget down the driveway. Nugget was too quick, and they couldn't reach him.

"You go. You'll miss your bus. " Mommy instructed Kinsi. Kinsi nodded and unhappily dragged herself off to the bus stop. She really didn't want to leave while Nugget was still out there some place, but she had no choice.

As Kinsi stood at the bus stop, Nugget ran by. He came over to Kinsi. "Nugget!" she whispered loudly into his ear "Go home!" The other kids started making a lot of noise and pointing at Nugget. He ran off and not in the direction of home. Kinsi sighed.

Just then, the school bus arrived. Kinsi got on the bus and hurried into her seat. She sat there with her face in her hands worrying about her dog.

"Look!" called out another kid on the bus. "That dog is following the bus!"

Kinsi worriedly looked up and out the bus window. 'Nugget!' she begged silently. 'Please go home.'

The other kids were laughing and talking and pointing out the window until the bus driver finally had to stop the bus to get them to sit down. Kinsi sat quietly in her seat shaking her head.

When the bus arrived at school, the kids hurried off it and into the red brick building. Kinsi looked around as she exited the bus. She was thankful when she didn't see Nugget and hoped that he had gone home.

She walked down the school hallway and was about to enter her classroom when she heard a voice behind her called out "Look!"

Kinsi froze and then, slowly turned around. She suddenly felt a big pink tongue licking her face. "Nugget!" she said angrily shaking her finger at him. "Your gonna get me in trouble."

Just than Mr. Philpot the Vice Principal walked by. He was really strict and mean and none of the kids liked him "What do we have here?" he asked Kinsi angrily glaring at the dog through his spectacles. "Whose dog is this and what is he doing in school?" he asked angrily.

"Well I...." stammered Kinsi nervously.

"He followed us to school just like Mary's lamb." called out another kid who was on Kinsi's bus and just happened to be standing in the hallway at that moment.

"Is that right?" asked Mr. Philpot. Kinsi nodded. Mr. Philpot grabbed Nugget by the scruff of the neck and was about to usher him out of the school.

"Wait, please!" exclaimed Kinsi. "That's my dog."

"So it is your dog." replied Mr. Philpot.

"Yes." admitted Kinsi. "But he really did just follow me to school. I didn't mean for him too."

Mr. Philpot had his usual mean look on his face, and it was hard to tell if he was angry or not. "Nevertheless, he can't stay here." Kinsi nodded in agreement but she didn't know what to do.  Mr. Philpot took Kinsi and Nugget off to the Principal's office. Kinsi bit her lip really hard to keep from crying. She had never been in trouble before.

The Principal Mrs. Cleary was as nice as Mr. Philpot was mean. All the kids loved her. She was as surprised as Mr. Philpot to see a dog in the school but didn't say anything until she heard the whole story. Then, she looked at Kinsi who was nervously chewing on her finger and holding onto Nugget's collar with her other hand while swallowing hard and trying not to cry. "Don't worry, honey." Mrs. Cleary said softly. "Your not in trouble. It wasn't your fault. We'll just call your mother and have her come and get your dog, and you can go back to class."

"Can I please wait for my Mom?" asked Kinsi. She didn't want to let Nugget out of her sight until she was sure her Mom had him. Mrs. Cleary agreed.

A few minutes latter, Mommy arrived at school. "Mommy!" exclaimed Kinsi in relief. Mommy hugged Kinsi with one arm and grabbed Nugget with the other.  "Come on Nugget." said Mommy. "No more school for you."