In the not so distant past, telling the boys “Go Clean Your Room”, wasn’t nearly so simple as saying those four little words.
I would say those four words, yes, but then I would make 4 or 5 trips back to their room (each time having been told “We’re finished with our room!”) only to give more specific directions about what exactly a “clean room” looks like. “Pick up those legos peeking out from under the bed….Clean off your dresser….Your shoes don’t belong in a giant heap in the middle of the closet….Your dirty socks don’t belong on the ceiling fan and I don’t even wanna know why you threw them up there….” Anybody tracking with me here?
After one such afternoon of many trips to inspect a “clean” room that really wasn’t, I made this list for the boys and stuck it on their dresser mirror.
People —– IT. WORKS. It’s nearly magical.
Now when I tell them to clean their room, and they come sauntering out in .27 seconds and tell me they’re finished, I ask “Did you do everything on the list?” And they sheepishly retreat to their room and finish the job.
It’s nearly magical.
I need to beware the power of the list. My husband may turn it on me and post one in the laundry room.