Raining On His Parade
Ethan and Gideon were rough housing a bit last night before bedtime. As usual, the fun took a turn for the worse and someone ended up crying. In this case, the injured party was Ethan. I called Gideon over to have a little talk with him. I held his head in my hands and made him look me right in the eyes as we talked.
Me: Gideon, there is to be no hitting, no biting, and no pinching. Do you understand me?
Gideon: *pouting* Yes.
Me: Okay. Now repeat what I just told you back to me.
Gideon: *still pouting* There is to be no hitting, no biting, and no pinching…
Me: Very good.
Gideon: …And no laughing, no smiling, no funning…
Me: Alright wise guy!
So in the world of a 4 year old, by prohibiting violence, I have essentially banned all happiness from life! Mission accomplished!
My kids never say anything funny like your kids do. They just whine a lot.
Comment by Karen Vogel — September 12, 2007 @ 12:34 pm
Witty little kids…don’t you love them. My DH used to think I was too tough on the boys rough housing, but I never allowed it. Now that they are 11 and 9 they get along so well. They are each others best friends. It is hard to be best friends with someone who will beat on you. Good for you for keeping it calm.
Comment by Kathy/ Lessons from the Laundry — September 12, 2007 @ 6:52 pm
funny!
SO, is today the big day?
Comment by txmommy — September 14, 2007 @ 11:21 am
Too funny. Sounds like mine. Then I end up laughing with him and my discipline goes right out the window…ha.
Comment by Melinda — October 3, 2007 @ 10:25 pm