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Kids Say the Darndest Things

Alright, I am not sure that it is really true what they say about the Terrible Two's. We got off pretty easy during Tyler's second year of life. Not so much this year. Since the week of Tyler's 3rd birthday we have had so many challenges with discipline. I have found my patience tried more in the past month than his first 2 years combined. The main issue we are having is that his ears just don't seem to work at the moment. He does not want to listen...AT ALL. And when he does miraculously hear what we say, his normal response is...NO!! So, because of that, he has been spending quite a bit of his time in time out. Another challenge we have since my 7th month of pregnancy is that Tyler REALLY wants to sleep in bed with Blake and I, which poses all kinds of problems. We have really been working hard to get him back in his bed using a sticker chart and laying with him in his bed to start the night off. Well, this week, I decided to take that a step further and make him go to bed on his own, without us laying with him. The first night that we did this was really hard on Tyler. He cried and cried,"Mommy lay with you". I explained that he was a big boy and I was so proud of him and knew he could go to bed on his own. His response to that was, "I go to time out...please...I go to time out!!". He would rather go to time out than sleep by himself. How sad is that. You will be happy to know that after about 5 minutes of begging to go to time out, he finally went to sleep and stayed in his bed until 6 AM. Hallelujah!!!
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Melanie said…
Oh Jamie! He just wants you to have great posts on your blog. I was chuckling the whole way through. He is one smart kid, and God love him, he is so darn sweet!!
March 17, 2008 at 10:09 AM
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