Apparently swallowing isn't the way to go...

Ahhh. Parenting.

It has it's amazing moments that make you smile so deep in your soul that you don't know how you can contain that kind of love and joy towards these children God gave you.

And then there are days that you hear your child start to L-I-E and you have to take serious action to nip that lovely new picked-up-from-a-friend-and-thought-it-would-be-fun-to-try thing out of her system.

LG is one of the sweetest children I know. Her heart is gold and I believe her intentions towards people are usually very pure.

Now - the girl screams a lot, but that's just the estrogen talkin'!

But - she is sweet.

And apparently telling us the not so much truth right now is a new habit and I really, really am not loving it.

The vinegar bottle has come out my friends. I put a little in an infant medicine dropper and place it in her mouth along with a scripture about a lying tongue and how unhappy it makes Jesus.

It has been working.

She hates it!!

I just have to place the vinegar on the counter and she walks past it like it's eyes are following her from the bottle and then she randomly tells me right after how good she is going to be for the day. It's comical really.

Well, she woke me up this morning and I said "go take your pull-up off and go potty". We do this EVERY morning and she knows the drill.

Potty, throw away pull-up, flush, wash hands.

She came back to me and I asked her if she was done and if she had washed her hands.

She looked at me smiling and said "YEP!"

I then did the smell-the-hands test and said no you didn't. Why did you lie to mommy?

I made the young one go wash her hands and meet me back in the bedroom with vinegar in hand as my eyes are barely even awake yet.

I tell her if she spits it out (and she always does) that she will get it again. We repeated this 4 times - each time her spitting it out and making this horrid face.

This vinegar is my "back pocket" discipline. I rarely have to do anything but say "be careful lest ye want the vinegar" and she straightens right up.

Well, on our 4th go this morning - she ultimately swallowed and looked up at me with excited and elated eyes screaming "I did it! It wasn't too bad mommy! Mommy! It wasn't too bad!! I did it!! I liked it!!"

Seriously.

Now what do I got? Nothin'.

I'm gonna go cry in my room and work on a new parenting strategy for the day.

Ahhhhh Pickles.