Retribution

Retribution for sins incurred (ie., “consequences” when “caught”) was what Ricki received the other day.
She loves to eat soya patties. (I ALMOST regret teaching her how to use the microwave....) I have nothing against soya. But double, triple portions are something different.
[From an earlier post: “ I once considered myself a good disciplinarian until I realized that I “spoke” clearly, but often was not alert enough (or was too busy) to properly enforce. If I tell Ricki that she can eat only one soya patty, but she sees that she can often snitch a second (or thirds or fourth) without severe consequences, she has been taught by me to try and get away with snitching.”]
Ricki has a tendency (although perhaps that is too mind a word, maybe “penchant” would be better...) to take more than one soya, hoping that I won’t notice. Well, the other evening she asked for a soya patty, and I expressly told her “one and only one”. A moment later her brother (oh, the “nastiness” of teenage brothers who squeal on you...) caught her with TWO patties, each with one bite eaten from it.
Usually I would confiscate one, and let her have the one I allowed. But in this case I had told her VERY CLEARLY that she was to have only one. I decided that the penalty for not listening must, to be effective, restrict her MORE than my original “one-patty” allowance. So we confiscated BOTH.
No Soya.
Nothing. Nada. Sum devar.

Maybe if I do this from now on, she will think twice before taking doubles.....