HELP!
I think the pressure of a second post is greater than the first.
How about I take advice on child rearing? After reading Bryan's blog on how to raise children and work..(and then banging my head against the computer because I hadn't thought of Avery and Noble getting jobs) I thought I needed to open myself up more for suggestions. SO here it is- problemo number one...it is 10:20 pm...one down, one to go. Just when I think he is sound asleep, he slinks downstairs (race cars in hand). Before I can go Joan Crawford on him, he runs up to me-- puts my face in his hands and says ' Happy Balentines Day..I love you.' Now, I am not stupid enough to think he is in bed, upstairs, counting sheep..then all of a sudden is compelled to express the sweetness that is Noble. I am fully aware he is just wanting to check out what is going on and maybe snag another car on his way up. But what is a mom to do..(one that doesn't want her son in therapy someday saying he tried to tell his mom he loved her, but she just yelled at him to get into bed). Any ideas short of Benadryl? ( I know that would be your suggestion Vanessa--being the mom of a 2 year old yourself) Thanks! TK
posted by tka821 at 11:31 PM
3 Comments:
... some of the greatest books i ever read, i read at 12:30 in the morning, in the bathroom, when i was supposed to be in bed.
my favorite i-want-something-from-mom line is "i wuffoo mommy..." - it still works now, even though i'm 19. it's probably funnier now.
i think you're getting the hang of the blog thing.
tp
10:16 PM
I must say the "I wuffoo mommy" only works when he has already done something. Sort of the "Forgiveness is easier to get than permission" theory! But, as for how to get a little one to bed, I used to sit on the floor in their room, and read books to them in a very monotone voice. LONG books with lots of words that they didn't understand yet. Usually put them to sleep in a very few minutes!
9:20 AM
Mostly, I just let Dustin know I'm wise to his game and that I will not be fooled. But we started on him early, when he was still in what we called "the cage" and unable to get out. Now though, he knows he's supposed to be in bed, so when i hear his little feet coming down the hall (which i can do even with loud action movies on - thank you ultrasonic mommy hearing) I just say, in a semi-threatening voice "Dustin, what are you doing?" and if he answers "i gotta potty" I let him go. If, however he answers, "I need juice" or nothing at all i reply "Go back to bed." Whine, whine, end of story. But in your case, either get mean, or drug him.
12:53 PM
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