Collecting Beads

The summer camp Ladybug is attending has a "bead" reward system.  Little tiny pony beads.  The kind I use to put in her hair.  Different colors for different behaviors. 

At the end of last week she had earned .... zero beads.  As a matter of fact, I didn't even know of the reward system. 

Yesterday I picked her up and as she climbed into my car with a huge smile on her face she told me she got beads.  She gave me a quick explanation of the system. 

So yesterday she earned a yellow bead -- the bead of respect. Respect????  My child was respectful?  So respectful that she earned a bead?  "Mama, are you proud of me?"  "YES!"  And she earned the purple bead -- the bead of faith in god.  Yeah, my child (the child of an atheist) is the first child in the camp this summer to earn the purple bead. 

Today I picked her up and she had earned 2 more beads.  TWO!  Another yellow.  Another day of being respectful.  Is it too much to ask for?  And she earned a red bead -- the bead of caring.  My child?  She was respectful and caring?  "Mama, are you proud of me?"  "Absolutely!" 

She is a little upset because she hasn't yet earned the "sweetheart of the day" bead.  But I am thrilled that she has 4 beads!

Mean Mama