And now I will demonstrate how to head off a melt down...
Me: Conleigh, go put your shoes on.
Conleigh: I want three.
Me (slightly puzzled): Only people with shoes on get to go outside.
Conleigh (a little more urgent): I want three.
Me (distracted, wondering if she means she can't find her shoes): Do you know where to look? They are right by the chair on the porch.
Conleigh (starting to escalate and now using her fingers): 1, 2, 3. I want three!
Me: Are you wanting three shoes? 3 pink shoes?
Conleigh: Uh huh.
Me: Well you only have two pink shoes. They don't make shoes in threes; they only come in twos.
Conleigh: Why?
Me: Because you only have two feet.
Conleigh (nodding her head calmly): Ohhhh....
Aren't you impressed with my mad parenting skills? It's all about the logic (and a lot of guessing!).
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