TWELVE times today I have asked, told, begged, shouted at my children to tidy their playroom. All they've done is throw a few cursory items into a box then go straight back to moaning and whinging, fighting with each other and telling me how unfair I am for making them tidy their own crap instead of doing it for them.
I am currently resting my leg after tearing a ligament in my knee (ouch) so can't scrabble round on their floor clearing away their toys. They know I'm in pain, but not that's not the point IMO. I refuse to raise lazy, entitled little sods who expect me to be their maid. They're 8, 7 and 4 btw. I don't expect 15 month old dc4 to do much but ironically he seems to have done the most putting away so far!
They've been warned that if they don't get on with the tidying tout de suite, everything will go in bags in the garage. Including their beloved Xbox.
AIBU? Am I fighting a losing battle?!