I was mad at my eldest son last night, and with his attitude towards his younger brother, i just couldnt stand the intimidating and bullying actions he inflicted upon his younger brother so i argued with him and gave him some tongue lashing, at first he seemed nonchalant towards my lashing and he stood looking disdainly at me, i knew it was doing the both of us no good if i kept talking or raising my voice at him, i could not resort to canning because i promised him at his age i would spare the rod and we just talk to sort things out.
So i decided to call him over to my master room, telling how frustrating and angry i was at him,i paused then i continued telling him my stand about how important i regard brotherhood and family to him, i waited for a while then i decided to ask him to enter his defence (sounds like court in session,doenst it?)
As he was explaining himself and i just kept quiet and listened, when he finished defending himself, i was happy and stunned to hear this statement coming out from him " Papa, i am learning to love my brother" and i gave him a hug and telling him "i love you"
I know my sons are cheeky and i have no problem with that in fact i want them to be cheeky that's the part of growing up but through their cheekiness i am learning to teach them about good attitudes and good values, they can be cheeky but they can never be rude.
I am thankful that my children have no problem confiding in me, and most of the times we would just sit down and talk and talk and talk.
P/S. It is nice to be a parent when we know how it is to be children