New home!

Well we are officially moving to the big city. We want to move closer to Justin's new job site. Lafarge has built a new building, which from our current home will be about 40 minutes away. We are hoping to find a place that's 20 minutes or less away. We looked at an apartment and from the outside a basement suite. The apartment is for sure a no but the basement suite seems good. It is two bedrooms with a den for $600 including everything. We are hoping to spend the least amount of money on rent and utilities enabling us to persue other adventures.....details to follow. We will keep looking this week hopefully finding something soon.
Sam has been a challenge this past week. At every turn he was testing us but mostly me. I would tell him not to touch or not to do something. He would look right into my eyes and do it again. Then I would utter a threat like, "if you do that again you will be having a time-out" or "you won't be allowed to play with that for the rest of today" or "you will be getting a spanking if..."!
All of which he completely ignored me....and with sass. So I had to be on guard constantly and be willing to follow through with those threats. Consistancy is definately the key. It has been a daily battle this past week but I think our consistancy is paying off. He for sure knows that when I say something, I mean it and am going to follow through. We have been trying to teach him to say, "yes mama/papa". And now we are going to teach him to say, "yes mam/sir"! We want Sam and Mattias to understand the importance of respecting their elder's. Something that is definately not being taught these days. Most children we are around or see out and about are allowed to slap, hit, kick, yell at, demand things, scream at the top of their lungs, and pretty much do whatever they want to whoever they want and especially their parents. If we, as parent's, aren't teaching them what is right and wrong, what behavior is acceptable, then who is? I don't think it's right that my children have no limits, self-control, or respect for other's. And to be dreaded because of their totally poor behavior. Not being asked to play or to come for a visit. Because that's what happens when children are unruly!