Lord, I have a cuzin (my 6 year old cuz,) he's spoiled and he's very picky. He refuses to try new stuff, throws a fit if he doesnt get everything his little heart desires, demands McDonalds 24/7, and his folks give him everything. Well, the first time he hung out with me, he thought it was all fine and dandy til we went to Bass Pro. "Buy me my own fishin pole, Micah!" "No, ya can use one of mine." Boy howdy, he pitched a fit unlike anything I had ever seen in my life! So I took him to the bathroom and wore him out, I'm guessin the first time he'd ever got spanked, he looked at me real weird LOL. So he behaved the rest of the time we was at BP after that, only commented on the fact that it was unfair that I got stuff and he didnt, so I told him that when he starts workin and makin money, he can buy all the fishin poles he wants. Then it was lunch time. Oh what a mess. We went to the sale barn to that little cafe there, and of course they have burgers, but he wanted a Happy Meal. "Well tuff, we aint at McDonalds, we aint goin to McDonalds, so eat it or not, dont bug me one bit." He laid down on the floor and through another fit. Wooped him again, and he gave me that same funny look, then he ate most of his burger and some fries. So we went back to my farm, and I told him that if he behaved and worked a little for me, I'd pay him what we pay our cowhands, then I'd take him to
Walmart, and if he had the money, he could get whatever he wanted, but I wasnt gonna help him out extra. So things went fine for a while til I told him to help me muck the stalls. One more woopin, the last one I've ever had to give him, and he aint gave me no problems since. After work, I took him to
Walmart and he bought a fishin pole, a tackle box, some sun glasses and a snickers, and he thought it was so neat that he bought it with his own money he'd earned. He's still spoiled around his folks, but around me he's a good kid, and now whenever he comes to the barn, he likes to work so he can go to
Walmart and get stuff, then after that we always go to the Cafe down the street from me and get a burger and a rootbeer float then go fishin (he admitted that he likes the cafe burgers, and to clear things up, this cafe's different than the sale barn one.) LOL When his folks heard that I didnt cater to him and I actuaully wooped there precious little prince, they was p*ssed, but after they saw how he was around me, they just sat there mouths open watchin.