Originally posted by Gunslinger He's TWO! I cannot wait for the TWOs to be over and look at the THREES and say "bring it on!"
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sorry to burst your bubble but they don't get any better after 2, you just get used to it. a 3 yr old is the same as a 2 year old, only they respond with "why?" to every thing you say (the only proper response to 'why?' is "because I say so".
mine will be 20 next month, doesn't live here, and as a full time resident at 2 was still easier to deal with.
the only advice I can give you is try to keep your sense of humor, and be creative with the punishments. they get real numb to the grounding or other routine punishments and it loses effect.
I always thought grounding was a bad punishment anyway, because someone has to administer it and it grounds you as much as them.
also switching it up a bit, especially if you can do it in a way that is amusing to you, will keep you from giving up. if you appear to enjoy creating new punishments they won't think they can out last you.
my favorite was one Saturday when my son was about 8. I had worked 9 weeks without a day off, and had a Saturday-Sunday break before the next job. finally, a whole nights sleep, a sleep-in morning and 2 days off.
Saturday at 5AM my youngest daughter (4) is screaming at the top of her lungs while trying to beat down my bedroom door.
"JOSH STUCK HIS FINGER IN MY CEREAL!!"
so I do my exploding dad routine. yelling, threatening, stomping around the whole bit. then go back to bed.
I forgot about it for most of the day.
that night a friend and I went to the bar for his B-day, I got home about 3AM, went to bed and was almost asleep when it hit me. "no, hell no!"
so I pull on some sweats and go up to my sons room. (his room is converted from attic space, we couldn't get the springs up the stairs, so he just had a mattress on the floor.)
I turn on his light and stand over him, straddling his waist, pick him up by the front of his pajamas, and shake him awake, screaming- "YOUR MOM WON'T SHARE THE COVERS!! YOUR MOM WON'T SHARE THE COVERS!!".
He wakes up and as soon as he can think he says "what am I supposed to do about it?".
"exactly", and drop him, turn out the lights, and go to bed.
Sunday when I woke up at 11AM to a quite house my son comes up to me and apologizes for Saturday morning, says he thinks he understands what I meant the night before, and will try to do better.
it's all in the delivery.