I was a terrible slob as a kid. A procrastinator, I have slob moments still. The best my mom did to try and get me to clean my room was muppet flail and tell me she saw a snake in there. One of her best performances, but an epic fail as I actually like snakes. All that motivated me to do was build a terrarium and move a few things around in hopes to find my new slithery friend. She could have paid better attention to my phobias and told me she saw spiders in there instead, but chances are I would have either moved out or committed arson rather than clean. Of course, this was before the internet. Zuul only being 5 months old, the verdict is out on how I'll handle her if the fruit flies don't fly far from the tree.
So, two questions.
1) Do you agree with publicly shaming your children?
and
2) How do you motivate your kids to do their chores, or, if yours is still too wee for chores like mine, best memory of how your parents handled your teenage slobbiness?
And, to prove my love for all things reptilian, here's a pic of me and my old friend, Jade. If you look close enough, you can see the dust glued to the fan in the background.
