Recent Work Successes

Oh how wonderful are the "tender mercies of the Lord" (not really a fan of the phrase, but you catch my drift, at least). 

Recently I've had some minor (I'm being modest, some were big deals) successes at work.  Let's review.

Thursday success:  I went in to work a little early to put hearts on the boys' doors.  George told me that there was no way that G's hearts would last the night, and that A's would probably stay on until the next day.  They like to pretend that their pretty macho.  But I purposefully made red and black hearts for G and purple hearts for A (his favorite color) and T loves everything about holidays so pink sufficed for him.  The guys got home and A went upstairs.  "Who put these hearts on my door?  They're on my Justin Bieber posters!"  Then he came downstairs and asked us who put them there.  We lied and said his girlfriend.  G went upstairs when A told him there were hearts on their doors.  He was like, "oh heck no!  Nobody puts hearts on my door" and then he went upstairs and saw them and said, "oh, they're red and black.  That's okay."  Happy as clams.  As of Monday all three boys still have hearts on their doors.

Friday:  T hadn't taken a shower for three days.  When he got home I told him that he needed to take a shower that afternoon, and that if he did it before his roommates got home then he could have fun with them and Josh and George wouldn't be the one to tell him to take a shower.  He wasn't having it.  So he went upstairs to his room to pretend to be asleep.  I waited an hour.  I went upstairs.  I told him that I would look up on my phone how to beat a level he was stuck on for one of his Wii games if he took a shower.  He told me how much he hated showering.  I told him that lots of people don't like showering, but no one wants to be stinky.  He told me he put deodorant on.  I told him I could still smell his body odor and that his hair looked greasy.  He said he didn't want to take a shower.  I told him he had a choice:  he could shower or he could shave his mustache and mole (he has a semi-large mole on his chin that grows hair... the rest of his face doesn't really grow hair).  He sighed deeply and said, "I hate shaving" and got up and collected his things for a shower.  While we were eating lunch afterward (with literally no prompting whatsoever, as we had been talking about a word search) he says "Fine, Jessica, I'll shave.  Get my razor from the closet."  Score.

Monday:  After a nice weekend I returned to work.  The staff before me told me that T had taken off his bed frame again.  I went upstairs to check on T and he asked if I had looked up how to finish the level for his Wii game.  I told him I had and that his room looked cool from switching his furniture around.  He asked me to play with him and I asked him where his bed frame was.  "In the closet."  "We need to put it back under your mattress."  "I like it better this way."  "I know but we get in trouble if you don't have it on your bed."  "I like it better this way."  "T, I'm not going to play the game with you if you don't have your bed frame up.  I'm going to go downstairs and if you decide to put it back on then I'll come back upstairs and help you finish that level."  Fifteen minutes later I heard some thuds coming from his room.  I waited five minutes and went upstairs to find T sitting on his bed, on top of the bed frame, waiting for me to play Skylanders with him.  Cha-ching.

The best part of the successes with T is that he really is not very good at bargaining type things.  He can be so stubborn when he doesn't want to do something.  One time we waited an hour to go grocery shopping because he stared at the wall instead of agreeing to vacuum.  One time he didn't brush his teeth for a week after repeatedly being asked about it.

Also, I maybe was praying recently that G would stop hanging out with his friends because they were bad influences on him.  After some recent events G is no longer allowed to hang out with his friends, or even talk to them on the phone (just the specific bad kid friends).  Relief, relief, relief.  Heavenly Father answers prayers, in some very unexpected ways.