As we’ve all come to understand, I’m learning this step-mom thing in the fashion of “baptism by fire.” I try things (I try lots of things). And sometimes those things result in the kids responding positively and sometimes they ignore me completely (I’m looking at you Mr. Parker). But what I’m finding is that the same thing rarely has a positive effect when it’s used too many times. Except for one thing: Cheese conditioning.
I know, I know: You’re probably confused and definitely thinking about what your hair would look like if you used cheez whiz as a conditioner (and if you weren’t thinking that before, you definitely are now). But no, sadly this is not a new beauty trend, it’s simply the art of winning kiddos over by using something they love. In this case, I found out early that all three of us LOVE cheese.
Think of these young kiddos as Pavlov’s dog in this scenario. When I first met Roberino’s kids, I wanted nothing more than for them to like me. So I brought something I loved (so. much. cheese) and shared it with them. I did it so frequently that I used to walk into the front door and they’d ask me if I brought any cheese. And of course, I had. And of course, they loved it. And now, of course, they love me (even when I show up empty-handed). See? Cheese conditioning!
So while the days of guaranteed cheese every time I arrive are definitely gone, I’ll always have the fond memories of watching their eyes light up like they do on Christmas morning for the mere prospect of eating a delicious slice of Vermont Cheddar from Cracker Barrel before dinner is done cooking, and a hilarious story to tell about how I won the love of two small children with the peace offering of wonderfully glorious cheese.
Now THAT’S what I call a love story!
This was week 1 of the prompts from Hannah! Come back next week for another installment of “What can Melynda and Hannah get the other one to write about?!”