Wednesday, April 11, 2012

breakthrough, sort of

During lunch the other day, Truett dropped his spoon onto the floor. He is constantly dropping stuff because he plays with his utensils and his food and his plate. And then I am expected to retrieve things for him. So when he dropped his spoon he immediately yelled, “Mommy, I dropped my spoon.” I was standing in the kitchen fixing my own lunch and I just looked at him. There are only so many times that I can coach or instruct my kids on the proper way to speak to me or to anyone. Truett knows that yelling at me isn’t okay. He also knows that if he wants something he needs to ask and say please. And yet, he continued to yell about his dropped spoon for about two minutes. When he realized that wasn’t working he switched over to “Mommy, get my spoon.” This was repeated often and at a very loud volume. At one point, Jem even chimed in, telling me that Truett needed his spoon.
I told Tru that I could hear him and that I know that he wanted his spoon. And then I just waited. And waited. I said, “Figure it out bud.” And suddenly the screaming stopped and I heard this little voice say, “Mommy could you please get my spoon.” Yay! Maybe next time the screaming will only last for two minutes and only one minute the time after that.  And then, maybe there won't be any screaming at all and my child will simply ask me for things in a normal voice with nice manners. Am I moving too far towards delusional or is that an actual possibility?


photo by she dreams of {open windows}  http://www.flickr.com/photos/lifelovelittlethings/6006491976/

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