This is #day10.
Over the summer, I am writing a short post about our day. The posts highlight some of our fun times, boring times, and imperfect times.
#Day10
How do you start the day positively when your only option is to say, “No” to a 5-year-old?
“Mummy, I want to check the percent on my iPad.”
. . . . Rain
. . . . . . . . . drums
. loudly
. . . . . . on
. . . . . . . . . . . . the window.
It’s not yet 05:00.
Morning starts at 06:00 in our house.
Boy stages an admirable protest.
• Yelling
• Shouting
• Stomping
• Storming in and out
• Half-hearted attempts at, “please.”
• Statements of frustration, “This family is so… silly!”
I gently remind him that yelling means we don’t go downstairs until 06:10. He shouts in response. 06:10 it is.
Screaming follows.
“Okay, 06:15.”
My voice is calm and pleasant.
There is no point in matching his mood.
A pause.
Boy is struggling.
Another demand. 06:20.
Defeated, he crawls into bed for a cuddle.
We rest peacefully.
Boy chats about his favourite things.
The rest of the day is good.
Playing, chasing, racing, resting, working, giggling.
After dinner, boy discovers the last ice cream is gone (Daddy ate it).
Tears. Disappointment. Heart break.
I wasn’t perfect today, but I was calm.
Boy wasn’t calm, but he was perfect.
Daddy? He is in the bad books!
Tomorrow – we will get out. Rain or no rain.
How do you pacify big emotions?
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