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- Oct 20, 2011
I have cut our last day short. Boy was that a mistake!
My son, maybe 2 to 3 at the time, was playing in the Bone Yard sand box in Animal Kingdom. There are a million kids around and he threw one of the shovels. I was pretty upset about this because he could have easily hit another kid with a shovel. So I told him if he does that again not only are we leaving the park, but we are going straight to the airport. Well that little mongrel picked up another shovel, looked me right in the eyes, and chucked it across the sandbox. I was so LIVID! So I scooped him up and carried him kicking and screaming to his stroller, where I proceeded to push him (still screaming) to the car, and we went to the airport. Now here's the best part. It was around 11:00 am when we arrived at the airport, and our flight wasn't until 8:00pm!!!! We were so early we couldn't even check in our bags. So we sat in one of the hallways for HOURS trying to entertain an ornery 2 year old. We basically tortured ourselves for an entire day because I had to carry through with my threat.
I've learned to breath first before doling out threats because if I don't breath I naturally jump straight to the nuclear option which usually ends up just punishing me for my sons stupid behavior.
My son, maybe 2 to 3 at the time, was playing in the Bone Yard sand box in Animal Kingdom. There are a million kids around and he threw one of the shovels. I was pretty upset about this because he could have easily hit another kid with a shovel. So I told him if he does that again not only are we leaving the park, but we are going straight to the airport. Well that little mongrel picked up another shovel, looked me right in the eyes, and chucked it across the sandbox. I was so LIVID! So I scooped him up and carried him kicking and screaming to his stroller, where I proceeded to push him (still screaming) to the car, and we went to the airport. Now here's the best part. It was around 11:00 am when we arrived at the airport, and our flight wasn't until 8:00pm!!!! We were so early we couldn't even check in our bags. So we sat in one of the hallways for HOURS trying to entertain an ornery 2 year old. We basically tortured ourselves for an entire day because I had to carry through with my threat.
I've learned to breath first before doling out threats because if I don't breath I naturally jump straight to the nuclear option which usually ends up just punishing me for my sons stupid behavior.