Now I’ve really done it. Today was a challenging one. One of the kids, rhymes with “bay-leb”, was in a mood. To put it very nicely. There was a lot of hitting, spitting, a glass smashed against the wall and a huge plastic lid thrown at me. I went through our generic time-outs, with no success, took away his bike, took away his favourite movie…. no improvement… then in my frustration I did the dreaded threat that you don’t want to carry out “if you get out of that timeout one more time, you will NOT be going out for Halloween”… as it was coming out of my mouth I was already trying to think of how I’d get out of this one. Of course he got out of his time out again…. and now of course Mom has wrecked trick or treating for this year.
To prevent any further misbehaviour for the rest of the afternoon, little man was not allowed to wander any further than mom’s reach. Or he had to hold my hand. It actually worked out well, he enjoyed having time with mom, I got to keep a close eye on him, and let him know instantly if he was getting too close to “the line” (you know the one).
The boy is great…. but occasionally can be grating. (har dee har har)