Tattling. Dude. My kids. They've got it bad.
You know that song "basketball jones" (the Space Jam version. I am a child of the early 90s after all. ;) ) When I first heard that song, I didn't really know what a basketball jones was. I asked my dad and he told me a jones was, essentially, a strong craving for something. An obsession.
That. That's what my kids are like with tattling. Like they are obsessed with it.
Everything I've read says to ignore. Ignore. IGNORE.
Check. Check. Check.
To the point where I don't even respond. I don't even look at them.
Usually its a back and forth.
"Mommy! O said my hair looks funny!"
"But, he said I'm stinky!"
"But, then she was going to punch me!"
"Mommy! A said I'm a booger face!"
"Isaac was messing up my stuff!"
I can't even remember the last time some one worked it out on their own. Of course, when it comes to the important stuff, like Eliza standing on the dining room table or Eliza eating markers, or Isaac painting the bathroom with toothpaste, that gets ignored. No one tattles on that.
All of the stuff I've read is really geared towards young kids. Obviously, I still want them to tell me somethings (like above mentioned activities, or if some stranger was trying to touch them, etc.)
So. What do you do with this? What do you do in your house? Hurry. Because Mommy is starting to jones for some wine. (The grape kind, not the kid kind.)