Army of Mom

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8.29.2004

A swift kick in the ass

Now, don't go calling Child Protective Services. We all need/deserve a swift kick in the butt every now and then, but Child No. 2 -aka Zoom Zoom - has been treading water for a few days in dire need of it.

Yesterday he whined and back-talked so much that he spent at least two hours in his room in time-out including going to bed an hour early. He chose not to eat supper - he didn't want it- and opted to go to bed early with no meal.

Today, I pulled all the change out of the piggy bank so I had $7.57 to buy a large cheese pizza and order of Crazy Bread from Little Caesar's as a treat for me and the two little ones while Pickle visited his dad and Army of Dad was reffing adult soccer games.

I have warned and warned and warned Child No. 2 that I'm tired of telling him something three times and him ignoring me all three times until I get right in his face to MAKE him mind me. Today was no different. He is smart, too. Oho, he is a clever child. So, is Stinkerbelle, who isn't even 2. Both children know that if my hands are full or if I'm on the phone, they're pretty safe from discipline. But, did I have this child fooled today. As were leaving Little Caesar's, I told him (you guessed it) three times to stop pushing the door open. He was very politely holding it open for me and Stinkerbelle. But, we were out already and I asked him to close the door. Instead he continued to push it farther and farther open. I feared that it would do one of those automatic lock things and require an employee to come close it again. No reason for that to happen if he would listen. Well, I had one hand carrying the pizza and crazy bread and the other hand tirelessly gripping the arm of a squirmy soon-to-be 2-year-old dying (ooh, poor choice of words) to run into the parking lot. So, I had no hands free. I could see the wheels turning in his mischievous Dennis the Menace mind. Hmm, mom has her hands full so *calculating the odds in his head* I can pretty much do what I want and I won't get a swat on the ass. Haha!!! After the third warning, I said I MEAN IT. CLOSE THE DOOR! He pushed it as far open as it could go, so I did a move that professional dancers everywhere would have been jealous of and made like a flamingo leg, bent at the knee in a 90-degree angle and kicked him in the little ass. The look of shock on his face was priceless. Had I not been so mad, I would have laughed. He says to me HEY! And I looked at him with every bit of mommy anger in me and said I told you that I was going to bust your ass if you didn't listen to me the FIRST time I tell you to do something. Guess what? Since then, he has listened to me. Ok, it has only been an hour, but hey ... small baby steps!!!

9 Comments:

  • At 3:53 PM, August 29, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    AOM, I followed a link posted on a buddy's blog to your site. I dig it. Like you, I have chillins, and I agree with you, every once in a while you have to reassert who is in charge......swift kick in the ass is a good way to go.

    The Bastard

     
  • At 5:29 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Glad you found me and like it. It isn't much, but it is my little spot in cyberspace and I try to fix it up now and then. ;)Come back anytime. Put your feet up. There is a Shiner in the beer fridge in the garage if you'd like to go get one.

     
  • At 5:35 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Nate said…

    Ma'am, please don't take this the wrong way... as a stay at home dad I have the same issues you do. Let me just say that well... It seems to me you're teaching your kids that they only have to obey when you yell.

    This is a mistake all of us make if we're not told about it. Think about it... You say "No." kid ignores you. so you say louder, "I said NO!" kid ignores you... So you scream, "If you don't stop right now boy!" the kid ignores you. Then you spank the child.

    The kid just learned that "No." doesn't really mean no. It means, "this is your first warning".

    My wife and I have a rule. We never raise our voices to our kids. We correct them 1 time. If the behavior doesn't stop immediately, they are punished. No additional warnings.

     
  • At 5:47 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    I'll be packing up my kids for a visit to your house Nate. What is the address? :)

    Army of Dad agrees with you about the first time, no further warnings should be needed or used method of discipline.

    Easier said than done when you're juggling working from home on two different businesses, managing two soccer teams, keeping house (ok, trying to keep house) etc. etc. If you're a SAHD and are successful at the first-time thing, please write a book and send me the first copy.

    *wink*

     
  • At 5:49 PM, August 29, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Nate, you got lucky. She usually just tells me to kiss her ass when I say something along those lines. (might be how we ended up with three kids!)


    Army of Dad

     
  • At 6:20 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Nate said…

    heheh.. Y'all are welcome to come by.

    It is hard AoM. Reminds me of my next door neighbor. She had a 3 year old kid and the boy knew no discipline at all. She admitted that the same behavior would get ignored, or earn him a spanking, depending on nothing more than her mood. Poor kid was never able to predict what the consequences of his actions would be.

    She knew she needed to be consistant... but then said she was just to lazy.

    Needless to say, I wanted to choke the moron.

    Peace is very important to us. We just don't do the yellin' thing. If the kid acts up, the kid acts up, the kid gets punished. We don't yell and start a fuss. Growing up in houses where yellin' was common... we just avoid it now.

     
  • At 7:00 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Unknown said…

    My Thunderbunny is so strong headed that in order to beat the ornriness out of her, you'd have to beat her to death, same as one of my other sons was. I whacked her a good one on the butt today (hey, it was sticking up in the air!) but I usually just use the timer, and isolation. In your pizza scenario, I would have deprived said miscreant of one bite of it, and let him watch the rest of us eat it while he had peanut butter and jelly. I find that, in public, a teensy fingernail pinch on the inside of their arm does wonders to get their attention, and to the ninny-nannies who may be watching, it just looks like they are pitching a fit while you are holding their arm. Learned that one from my mom...hurts like a bitch, too.

     
  • At 9:17 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Nate said…

    Hrmmm.. Public disobedience... Not something with which I am acustomed. I believe it will happen, but I also believe, like so many other things, if it's dealt with correctly the first time, it likely will not happen again.

    Think like a kid. "Dad won't punish me in public". Kid acts up. So you whisper in the child's ear, "Stop this nonsense right now or I'm taking you home for a spankin'." Kid then thinks, "Dad does what he says he's going to do." Behavior stops.

    This is where being consistant pays off. Don't get me wrong though... I'm down with Bane's suggestion too.

     
  • At 10:16 AM, August 30, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Nate,
    I think AOM is onto something -- you SHOULD write a book. I hate yelling. But I have very little patience and I'm lazy. I would really like to find the self dicipline to stop yelling so much.
    So how DO you do it?

     

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