Today my children were cleaning up my son's bedroom because both of them had been party to the mess. In the midst of their work, they had a spat. Hannah yelled at Seth. Seth then yelled to inform me that:
"Hannah's mad at me and I didn't do anything!"
Sometimes I intervene. Sometimes I ignore it because I want them to work it out.
Tonight, rightfully or wrongfully, I ignored them.
A little later while his sister was otherwise occupied, Seth informed me of *what really happened*.
"Mom, did you know that Hannah was mad at me, and I didn't do anything to deserve it?" he emphasized.
"Oh?" I said. "If I were to ask Hannah to tell me her side of the story, what do you think she would tell me?"
He thought for a little bit. "She would tell you that she was folding a blanket," he replied.
"And.....?" I asked.
"And while she was folding her blanket, I blew at it," he answered.
"What happened when you blew at it? What would she tell me then?"
"She would tell you that it made her have a hard time folding it," he stated. Then, realizing his error, he added quickly: "But I didn't know it would be a problem!"
We had a chat about his less-than-honest plea of ignorance, but I will confess to really enjoying this conversation. He thought through the issue from another perspective and ended up spilling the beans.
Think I'll try that method more often.