Right now my voice is hoarse from shouting at Ben-ok I am not proud. But the little dude has reached new heights of hyperactivity and defiance. Our latest pet peeve is the throwing of pain inducing objects-he's not choosy: remotes, phones, hard toys, books. And here's the kicker-he laughs and laughs when he does it. So I am not very successful lately at controlling my anger and frustration over this. Moments ago he pelted a hard container at my head, before that a book at the cat. I feel like one of those lost parents on the supernanny.
We do have a system of consequences in order. First we say no and redirect him to throwing a ball-clearly he needs to throw. Then if he continues the negative behavior, Ben goes in the high security prison-the pack and play which he hates more than anything. Usually he is in there about 2 minutes, and he screams his little heart out the whole time. So we have a system of coping but it is taking a while for him to learn. Or we are just doing it wrong. When I reprimand him it takes a while to sink in-he has never been one of those kids that responds to a scolding, it takes a lot of volume and repetition before he appears to have any regret over his negative behavior. So I am screaming at times at him while he laughs and laughs at me. It's not pretty. Maybe we'll just take him directly to the pack and play after a warning. Why should I tire myself out yelling when it doesn't make an impression?
Whew! What a day! It's time like these when I consider myself nuts signing up to mange 15, yes 15 toddlers. Ohh please do something cute Ben so I feel better!
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