Stealing My Sanity

My daughter did something that was a first yesterday. She knowingly lied and stole. I was mortified.

Apparently she had taken a bottle of water from the refrigerator at Jazzercise. One that I told her MANY, MANY times I would not buy for her. When the sitter came into the room, she thought I had bought it for Quinn.

Quinn asked her to open it.

Once the sitter did this, Quinn said, “Now you have to pay for this.”

Now, I laughed a little when I heard this story. I mean, the girl only 3 years old and yet she knows exactly how to get what she wants. Then panic set in. Am I raising a scam artist? Cute when she’s two, but not so much in a couple of years.

She ended up getting the water taken away from her and losing her chance to watch Dragon Tales when we got home.

This made her very mad.

So mad that she kicked me in the leg. I told her right then that she no longer got dessert tonight either. Through her tears she begged to me to buy some Popsicles for that night. I firmly and calmly (well, as calm as I could possibly be at that moment,) told her no. She told me that she would ask Dad to buy them then. Again, I said, “No way, Jose!”

When Dad got home that night, he offered to take her off my hands so I could focus on making dinner. When they returned, guess what Dad was carrying?


When I asked her why Dad had Popsicles, she told me that she asked him to buy them.

Then she smiled.

I’ll be honest, I think that’s what pissed me off the most. The fact that she had no remorse for doing exactly what I told her not to. She was awfully proud of getting her way.

After a time out, a lot of tears, and no dessert, she was told by both me and her father that lying and stealing would not be tolerated in any way. We are a team and cannot be pitted against each other.

I am sure this is not the last time this will happen, but I would love it if she learned her lesson. Today we are going back to Jazzercise with $1.25 from her piggy bank. She is going to pay back the owner for that water and apologize to her face-to-face.

Now, I admit that I stole when I was a child. There was one year when I was 8 years old that was slightly addicted to it. I would take money from my mom’s purse and ride my Huffy down to the corner Pharmacy to buy candy. I would then proceed to the neighbor’s swing set where all of the neighborhood kids would congregate. I would set it out and let my friends go to town. I considered myself the Robin Hood of Brainard Ave.. And hey, it made me the most popular girl on the block!

The downside was that I got caught a lot. Each time my mom and dad got more and more angry. I spent a lot of time grounded. The last time I did it was when my mom caught me and did not let me go on my Brownie Troop Camp out. I knew she was serious then. Stealing lost it’s luster.

I have to remind myself that even thought I did it many times one year, I did not fall into a life of crime. In fact, when all of my friends started stealing from the mall in Jr. High, I was WAY to chicken to join them. I think I had gotten it out of my system.

My hope is that Quinn gets it out of her system nice and early as well.

This Pizza is easy to swallow after you swallow a tough pill, like your child stealing.

Vegetarian Mushroom , Spinach, and Sausage Pizza with Onion and Garlic Puree Sauce

1 prepared pizza crust

3 Tb Olive Oil

2 large onions, sliced

4 cloves garlic, sliced

1 pt. sliced Porcini mushrooms

1 bag frozen spinach

1 bag frozen Morning Star Vegetarian Sausage Crumbles

1/2 c shredded mozzarella cheese

1/2 c shredded Parmesan cheese

Salt and pepper.

Preheat oven to 425F. In a skillet, heat 2 Tb Olive Oil. Add onions and garlic. Saute until nicely browned and soft. Remove from skillet and place in a food processor. Add 1/4 tsp salt. Puree until smooth. Set aside.

In the same skillet, add remaining olive oil. Add mushrooms. Season with 1/4 tsp. salt and pepper. Saute until soft. Add spinach and sausage crumbles. Cook for an additional 3 minutes until all water has evaporated.

Spread Onion puree evenly on the pizza crust. For the next layer, top with spinach, mushroom, and sausage crumbles. Sprinkle with cheese.
Cook for 15-20 minutes until crust and cheese are lightly browned.

4 thoughts on “Stealing My Sanity

  1. siriusleesweet

    That Quinn has a quick mind! This story made me laugh and laugh and laugh. I hope that she learns her lesson as well. I have quite a few stories and I am sure my mom does as well from when I stole as a child. One that I like is: I used to eat candy right out of the bins at Kroger, and say I was “just sampling them.”

  2. Amy Kate

    Oh Erin, I know how much that feeling sucks. I think it is something that they all have to go through, though. Testing testing testing. there have been many times when i’ve told char NO to candy at home, and then she openly defies me and swipes a piece. And it hurt me as much as it hurt her when I tossed out ALL THE CANDY in the house directly into the garbage can outside – goodbye starburst, goodbye skittles, goodbye reeses and kit kats, good bye bubble yum and sour patch kids (why the hell did i have so much candy in the house?)
    and she stood, in anguish on the front porch, wailing in agony as I dramatically opened each bag and dumped it into the can, each piece tumbling out like a waterfall.
    And guess what?
    She will still swipe candy to defy me. BUT she knows the consequence and that there’s a price to pay. Sometimes, that’s all you can do.


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