This morning started out okay, but dropped off a cliff right before lunchtime.
Two of the three kids have been struggling with certain difficult behaviors for a while. One can't seem to stop writing or drawing on walls, and the other has repeatedly had issues with making bad decisions relating to video games. We have daily limits for game time--each child can choose to use their time on their DS, the Wii, my iPad (if I'm feeling generous) or any combination thereof, but when time's up, it's up. Due to previous issues with sneaky use of games beyond the allocated game time, this child was already on limited privileges, and totally blew that all to hell today with further sneakiness.
Unfortunately, both kids had already exhausted the more moderate initial sets of consequences without any apparent behavior changes, so we had to go nuclear. Which we HATE doing. So now all the first child's beloved art supplies are locked in the parent-only unfinished side of the basement, from which I will extract them on an as-needed-for-school-only basis for a while, and the other child has lost game privileges entirely for a month.
Yes, I know tough love is good. Yes, I know that both children are old enough to make decisions and deal with the consequences of those decisions. Yes, I know that this is a good lesson to learn early in life. But I feel like crap right now, and Himself does too.