There are times (like last night) where I pretend that I don’t know the boys are breaking the rules.
In my house the kids are not allowed to jump on the couch. Couches are for sitting not jumping. So as I made dinner last night I peeked around the corner only to see Lucas and Eli jumping off the back of the couch onto the floor and using it as a punching bag. Every time I’d walk into the room they’d scurry to sit on their bottoms and act like little angels. They really do want to please me.
It’s just not worth it to “break” them all the time. They are kids and every now and then I just turn a blind eye and let them be kids, and that feels good.