03-29-2004, 09:05 PM
I don't pay attention to anything 'they' say. I just figure it out as I go.
We went to the store yesterday to return something. Me my wife and my son in the cart. Balloons everywhere. THis boy loves balloons. He throws a fit because I say he can't have one. THe fit lasts a good 15 minutes. It turns into a fit about wanting to get out of the cart and play. (in a store playing=breaking things). I eventually took him out of the store and let my wife do the returning/buying. Took him to the car and read him the riot act. Mind you this is a two year old so I give it to him in words he can understand.
"Do you want to get a cheeseburger for lunch?"
"yeah!"
"well you can't have one because you were bad."
Cries.
"You can't get everything you want when you want it."
Anyways my wife comes out of the store with a lollipop. I guess it's okay since it's not a balloon. So he has his lollipop 30 minutes later when we are going home he starts rubbing it into the seat. She takes it away and the loudest ear splitting shreaking scream followed. Non stop for 15 minutes until we got home. We took him into his room and basically spent 15 more minutes of screaming and crying explaining to him why he's punished. Not that you can really explain something to a 2 year old but I could tell he understood to some degree that he was in trouble. He eventually calmed down and I read him a book and he fell asleep.
Told this story to my mom and she says you know Dr Phil said that sending a kid to his room doesn't work.
I just rolled my eyes and said Dr. Phil doesn't live in my house.
We went to the store yesterday to return something. Me my wife and my son in the cart. Balloons everywhere. THis boy loves balloons. He throws a fit because I say he can't have one. THe fit lasts a good 15 minutes. It turns into a fit about wanting to get out of the cart and play. (in a store playing=breaking things). I eventually took him out of the store and let my wife do the returning/buying. Took him to the car and read him the riot act. Mind you this is a two year old so I give it to him in words he can understand.
"Do you want to get a cheeseburger for lunch?"
"yeah!"
"well you can't have one because you were bad."
Cries.
"You can't get everything you want when you want it."
Anyways my wife comes out of the store with a lollipop. I guess it's okay since it's not a balloon. So he has his lollipop 30 minutes later when we are going home he starts rubbing it into the seat. She takes it away and the loudest ear splitting shreaking scream followed. Non stop for 15 minutes until we got home. We took him into his room and basically spent 15 more minutes of screaming and crying explaining to him why he's punished. Not that you can really explain something to a 2 year old but I could tell he understood to some degree that he was in trouble. He eventually calmed down and I read him a book and he fell asleep.
Told this story to my mom and she says you know Dr Phil said that sending a kid to his room doesn't work.
I just rolled my eyes and said Dr. Phil doesn't live in my house.
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