Yesterday, Z opened the fridge and scanned the items. Me, letting him explore just let him and said “Please close the fridge after 10 counts”.
10.. 9.. 8.. 7..
He got an egg.
“Please pack away the egg, Zoren.”
He didn’t budge, instead continued to be fascinated with a forbidden item.
I didn’t want to grab it from him because by then I would be leading a bad example. So as calmly as I could I told him to give it to me.
And being a toddler, he gave it to me in a throwing manner that caused the egg to hit the floor and crack.
Of course I was furious. I looked him in the eye and said that I didn’t like what he did.
He walked away, then proceeded to play with his toys.
As I was cleaning up the mess, he hugged me by my side and mumbled something. I knew right then and there that he understood what happened. He waited for me to finish then took my hand to lead me to the bedroom, where he cuddled up with me. That’s when I told him that next time he would know what to do. His eyes, big and wide, tells me he is listening.
But I know there would be more cracked eggs on the floor!
I’m so proud of myself for keeping cool. But I’m more proud of the little boy because he understood. And there was no need say “bad”, shout or make him feel guilty. I feel such a progressive parent in this event!
It’s quite tricky disciplining toddlers or kids for that matter! Any tips for this young mommy?