I swear when I had just two, I could handle anything. I remember people telling me all the time that they were just amazed at how well I handle it all. I think they could also see how #2 cried all the time when he was little and knew it would just break them down.
Well, I think it must have along the way, broken me down. I don't know when it happened. It might have been over a period of a few months, 1/2 a year... I don't know. But I have a fuse about 3 minutes long. You know in the life of a toddler, it takes them 3 minutes just to get going.
Remember that thing about "counting to 10" and then you can calmly take care of things? That doesn't work. Try counting to 101. Sometimes the magic number is 137. Try it. By the time you get there, the problem is either over and they have moved on to something else or it has gone from one crying to all of them crying. At that point, I just send them all to their rooms.
Problem solved.
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Whenever I punishment count by the time I get to three MAx yells out GOOOOOOOOOOO!
We are always racing or playing games that require a one two three go! And so counting is a game for him.
Maybe I will start saying the ABC's.
Me:"Get in your bed MAx!"
He:"No!"
Me:"A-B-C-D"
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