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"No Mommy, Don't Beat Me"

What I have NOT heard since quitting smoking.

So here it is, about a week into quitting and "Holy ape shit Batman!" I have gotten a severe case of insomnia and am friggin' tired as all get out. Which leads me to explain my new "system" for the kids.

When you quit smoking (for those who have never done it) you have a tendancy to get a wee bit on the FRIGGIN" CRANKY SIDE. You have to fight cravings and try not to be a total bitch to the people who are kindly supporting you. So in an attempt not to beat the living hell out of my children I came up with a plan. We are doing a sticker reward system until I can spank them without possibly killing them. So the way the "system' works is as follows:
Listen to Mommy the first time she says something and follow the rules and you get a sticker.
Do not listen to Mommy and break the rules and I take the sticker away.
When you get five stickers (does not seem too hard, but we are talking about two five year olds and a four year old....they have yet to get to five stickers today) you get to pick a candy out of the candy drawer. Not to mention the fact that these kids are crazy for stickers themselves and have already been working hard at kissing up to get stickers.

So, that is the "system". Seems to be working so far. No one has gotten a single spanking today.....that in itself is flippin' amazing.

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