Sad, so patheticly sad

This morning I found this headline on the front page of the local paper.

The article once again proves that the idea perhaps licensing parents like we license drivers would not be a bad thing. I mean, seriously. I’ve known really smart 3 year olds–ones who could easily get out of their homes. You know what their parents did?? They got door alarms, locks their kids couldn’t reach, drilled into their kids YOU DO NOT GO OUT THE DOOR WITH OUT ME, oh–and they watched their kids. Of course, the people of whom I speak also wake up when their kids wake up, dress them for the weather/season, don’t let their kids eat off of the floor, and I’m pretty sure they don’t have shit on their walls either. Seriously. so saddening and maddening.

The Punishment Stool

For all of my experience with children, especially preschoolers, it never ceases to amaze me how much I *DON’T* know about toddlers. A few years ago, a girlfriend told me about her “punishment couch”–where her then-toddler had to sit when she did things like spit milk in Daddy’s face, torment the dog, things like that. Things, that at the time, I couldn’t imagine a small child doing–after all, where would her motivation be, anyway?

Fast Forward to today:
M is so totally hip, it’s scary. Last weekend, while we were all home, alone, enjoying a quiet holiday, we devised a consequence system for Miss Thing. “No”. “Stool”. “To your room”. That’s the part I left out in my Christmas post!!

The game in question is , “turn on the dishwasher”. It is SOOO much fun to turn the dial on the dishwasher, and after being told ,”No” and “Walk Away”, M just erupted in to scores of laughter. Soooo we now have a stool in the foyer where nothing exciting is, and if she turns on the dishwasher, she has to sit there while we count to 10. 10 is a very big number to count to these days.

Another fun game? Standing on a chair. What chair, you ask? Any chair. Her arm chair, her rocking chair….so after being told “No”, the chair gets put away. Typically, she’ll go find another chair to stand on. Today she stood on the chair, got down when I told her no (I, foolishy thinking she wasn’t up for games today) and waited until I wasn’t looking……AND STOOD ON THE CHAIR AGAIN, hysterically laughing. Hysterically laughing until I turned around and took the chair away. Seriously–she knows when I’m watching and when I’m not.

Another fun game? Wiggly worm during diaper changes. Running around the room naked. Curling up on her pillow, naked. Streaking through the neighborhood if we let her.

IF the stool fails (it does for me–a lot), I leave her in her room for 1-2 minutes alone. That will generally solicit a much more cooperative girl. Unless she gets into the drawers, the wipes, the diapers…anything not 4 feet up off the ground or securely tied down.

Seriously, at 17 months, should she be *THIS* smart?

Update, May 12, 2010: This post remains one of the top ways readers find my blog. I thought I’d update what works for us for toddlers this year, now that Jr is about MaM’s age when I posted this. Check out Punishment Stool, circa 2010.  Thanks for reading!

All is Calm, All is Bright

We had a very quiet Christmas this year, after much consideration, we didn’t travel to see family (first time EVER we haven’t gone away for Christmas). L is basically better–instead of all of his joints hurting, he’s down to one. But he still spent most of the day resting, which would have tricky had we decided to amke our holiday “rounds”. So instead, we stayed home and went to Mass here on Christmas morning, which was really nice! It was the first time we’ve ever been to our church Christmas day–usually we don’t see it decorated until we return around New Year’s, so it was a treat to see all the decorations and some of the families we know on Christmas day.

M enjoyed opening her presents, we watched movies, ate snack food and laid low. Not a bad way to spend Christmas at all.

Hope everyone had a good holiday!!