Their childhood merely seems to be a long series of threats and bribes. If I am not threatening – “Knock it off before I sell you to the garbage man”! I am am pleading – “Please stop asking me questions (so that I can finish this chapter of ‘Fifty Shades’) and I’ll take you out for ice cream!”
My kids have labeled me “The Meanest Mom Ever”! and yet, their attempts at arbitration, negotiation and manipulation are masterful. I cave and they know it. Mediation is pointless- their skills far surpass mine.