How to UN spoil your Child!

First, Sorry for leaving you all!! I went to Chicago in December, got back, got busy from the Holiday's. Sort of decided that blogging is a waste of my time. Really, I would post then spent hours reading all your blogs, and it was taking away from my family. So I needed to take a break, but I didn't realize for how long. I am back, I won't post as much, but a little! I will come by and say hi very soon.
Who am I kidding, I'll probably be back to stalking ya all, wasting all my time again. But I will try not to be as addicted as before.

OK, How to Unspoil your child --

At Christmas, I realized I had one, VERY SPOILED KID! Duh, I saw it coming. But at my sister's house the day after Christmas, after getting, about 50 toys, he gets a darling book, and fleece pants. His face was rotten, he about started to cry. This was from his Grandpa, can he be a little nice? Just say, wow thanks! (not to mention now, he doesn't even play with the toy, they gave him next, which I wish they would have just thrown in the trash~) but he has read the book over and over, and loves to put his pants on after school. but this is besides the point.

So I buy a book on Amazon, how to unspoil your child, fast! Perfect I think, I order it, I read it, it doesn't give a ton of advice, but it does have some great attention getter's, so your kids know you are serious. For example, returning a toy, when they are rude. Walking out of movies, and restaurants.

Restaurants is a issue with our family, we can't take this guy out to dinner, mostly because he is anorexic and doesn't care about food in the slightest, so why sit and be quiet while you wait for food, that you won't even eat?

A few hours after reading this idea, we ended up going out to lunch. Instant Hell, fighting with his sister, whining, not telling us what he wants to order. So I say, OK, Lets go!

I forgot to mention, that my husband, Malen, LOVES FOOD! Loves it more than me, I tell you, and we were at the Red Iganua in SLC, YUMMY!! So I anounce were leaving, and grab both kids by the arm. But I did not have spousal support, and he wasn't about to leave his lunch.

I take the kids out to the car, and wait patiently for Malen. When he comes out, he has ordered take out for the kids, Yeah, I was P.O'd!! How on earth do they learn their lesson, when their food gets delivered to them in the car? My thought was we'd drive all the way home, with them crying, we are hungry. GOOD, next time have manners.

But no, that was instantly gone, instead of just putting the food in the trunk, I go LOCO, on Malen. I am sure I had bottled up anger for the situation, and he was the perfect target.
Does he take is lying down, NOPE!.. HE is Mad as hell too, he was mad he ate alone and was so curtious to bring us food, and for no thanks, what so ever.

I will not go into all the details, but there was yelling, Get out of the car!! No, you get out of the car, and ended with me reaching into the Mexican Take out and throwing a chicken enchilada right into his face. Opps. guess I need to read, how to say sorry to your husband!