Conflict Resolution

Two of my children have spent much of this, the first week of summer, arguing with me. I don’t believe they are trying to be difficult. 

They are trying to get their way. And they will try every available avenue before blazing a new trail, if necessary, until they have succeeded. I have to admire their tenacity, even as I want to banish them to a rickety attic space like Cinderella’s bedroom so I can be in my house without having to constantly listen to all the reasons I am wrong and they are right.

I’m at a point where I want to take them by the shoulders, look into their eyes, and say, “I’m really glad you understand the principles of argumentation and rhetoric, and that you are a whiz at trouble-shooting and thinking outside the box. And I’m happy that you are intimately acquainted with the quality of persistence. But if we are all going to peaceably coexist this long summer, you’ve got to back off.”

I haven’t done this. I will be met with more arguing.

  5 comments for “Conflict Resolution

  1. Sarah
    June 1, 2016 at 8:32 pm

    My mom’s thing to say in these situations was: “I will win.” It always shut us down, even though we didn’t have any idea what that meant.

  2. Laurie Atanasio
    June 4, 2016 at 6:23 pm

    Megan, my name is Laurie Atanasio and I am preparing to launch a podcast for young LDS mothers in September. Would you be willing to be interviewed for my podcast? I was very impressed by your article in Aggieland Mormons and I think that many moms with special needs children could be uplifted by your experiences. You can find me on Facebook as Laurie Atanasio or you can email me at (gmail is the better of the two methods). I don’t have a website yet but will be setting one up within the next couple of weeks. I am hoping to call it “”

  3. Jennifer
    June 5, 2016 at 3:37 pm

    Ah summer. This is always the great week of renegotiating our space, our resources and our time. I have expectations. They have expectations. Invariably, their expectations are not my expectations! I want to win. But sometimes I lose–mostly my mind!

  4. June 6, 2016 at 10:50 pm

    The other night, I told Dom he couldn’t have toys at the dinner: “no toys on the table.”
    He put his toy on a napkin then started at me, “it’s not ON the table anymore.”
    I lost.

  5. Mary
    June 14, 2016 at 2:43 pm

    I hear you. Sometimes it takes every last ounce of willpower to not just give in to stop the repetitive persistence.

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