calliecritturs
Posted : 10/5/2009 3:04:32 PM
Just as a general comment -- please remember, Lisa --
Millions and billions of years ago when *I* was a kid (you know -- silver dollars were "silver", Captain Kangaroo was still on TV ... those "olden days"??) if a kid didn't talk " on schedule" it was ... well, "a quiet kid".
But -- people generally were less inclined to "give in" to kids like that. But today? You're out in public with your child -- or heck even at home where neighbors might hear -- and you're **scared** to let a child just rant, rave and scream because someone will think you're abusing them, or being cruel --
AND
Parents are lectured, cautioned, and generally beaten over the head not to lose their temper, not to "hit" a child, but mostly in today's life it has translated into "never make it LOOK like you've been mean -- even just give in if it's what it takes to not upset them".
This is no criticism. And as a former teacher who HAD abused students in homes I am not advocating corporal punishment.
BUT -- it has had this effect on the general public who are now pretty much afraid to have a child BE upset, and then have to deal with their own temper in response. So rather than being creative to find a solution, it is simply way way easier to give in "this time" rather than deal with a screaming, crying, major-handful child when you are tired, or otherwise prone to snap.
Cos ... we can *not* snap -- that's a given. But -- it makes it darned hard to figure out how to deal with a child throwing a major hissy fit without losing your own temper in the process.
But every time I see a child pull the "Oh, I'll pitch a fit and I'll GET what I want" card -- whether at a restaurant, in line at the grocery store, or just anywhere -- David and I always look at each other and say "well, that parent just taught THAT child that any time he pulls a hissy fit he'll get exactly what he wants in short order."
But -- in a LOT of ways it's very like training the dog. That stash of nylabones that I keep by my desk at home so ANY time the pug starts chewing on something inappropriate or dangerous, into the mouth goes a nylabone. Or the two of us playing off each other -- David will say "WOW -- **good choice LUNA!!!!** wasn't that a GREAT sit, Mom??" and then I'll jump on the exaggeration bandwagon and reinforce whatever he just set up.
Then ... there was always my mothers FAVORITE response to me every afternoon:"Ok -- *I* am tired -- it's time for YOUR nap!!"
"But Mom -- I not tired!"
"I didn't say that -- I said *I* am tired -- so it's time for **YOUR** nap!!"
"oh".
There really wasn't anything I COULD say to it. *grin*