It's OK, mommy. I forgive me!

The child was challenging today, to say the least!

Each day, we help her keep track of her behaviors with a chart, much like one finds in elementary school, where the child pulls a ‘card’ for incorrect behavior. At the end of each week, as a reward, we offer her a prize. Generally, it’s a small dollar-store trinket. If she earns all 4 or 5 prizes at the end of the month, she’ll get a larger reward for good behavior. Generally it’s maybe a $5 or $10 toy. It’s the only thing that’s worked for us in helping her ‘remember’ what she’s done right or wrong.

Just in the first hour after I woke today, she threw two small tantrums and whined about the smallest of issues. I still had to get her ‘Grand Prize’ for her July behavior, however.  So, I told her that if she stayed good for an hour, I would take her to get the prize.

Her behavior had improved up until we walked into the store. She whined about me not buying her a $55 FurReal Friend. She meandered around the store and at one point, spoke rudely to me. When I warned her about it, she replied “Well, mom, that’s what you get for saying what you did to me earlier!”  Her punishment was swift and subtle and she was quite less than pleased.  In fact, my child refused to say a word to me for the next half-hour. It was a nice half-hour… that is until she suddenly burst into tears.

“But Mommy! I don’t know what I did wrong!!!”

I explained to her that she doesn’t speak that way to her parents, much less any grown up and she seemed to understand. After that, she was an angel.

On the way home, I stopped at McDonalds to get a drink and hardly found it fair to deprive her of something. And so, I bought her a small ice cream treat.  From the back seat, I heard:

“Hey mom?”

nom nom nom

“I just wanted to tell you that..”

nom nom

“I am sorry for what I said to you in the store and…”

nom nom nom nom

“all of the other bad things I did earlier today.”

nom nom nom nom nom nom.

At least she’s remorseful!

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About gespurr

Emily was born in Southwestern Louisiana and has moved over 20 times in her life through nine different states. Most of her life was spent in the Twin Cities of Minnesota, where she met her husband and had her only child. Both she and her husband are also only children. She graduated from Stillwater (MN) High School in 1992 and from the University of Wisconsin in 1997 with a BS in Journalism. Three years later, she met her husband, George, and they married in 2002. Their daughter, Kathryn, was born early in 2004. She relocated with her family back to Arkansas in 2005 after being away for 30 years. She currently works as a customer service representative for a wireless company and lives in North Little Rock. When not taking care of her daughter she is either cooking, working, cleaning house, sewing, gardening, knitting, crocheting hiking, traveling or spending time with her husband.

Posted on August 7, 2011, in Kathryn. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. WTG for her saying she was sorry! Wonder what was in that ice cream?

  2. I am with you on the behavior, my eight-year-old is testing me to the limits right now.

    Welcome to the blog, we are glad to have you!

  3. I am not a parent but i have 7 niece’s 2 nephews and 7 of them are on toddler and pre-school stage. And I could say there are those days that I would hear them put tantrums with their mother. It’s so nice that you are very patient with your child.

  4. Kudos to your daughter for apologizing on her own. And kudos to you for listening to your daughter and giving her the information she needed!

    –Anne

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