Who REALLY needs a time-out?

 - by Sarah Lipoff

© So says Sarah...

Things have been a bit challenging at my house. These last couple of days the temperature has been hot, hot, and really hot. With all that heat came some pretty bad behavior. Not only was my daughter fed up with being all sweaty, I was getting a bit sick of it, too. So, shove two not-so-happy people together (no matter the age) and you’re going to get some head butting.

It all started with my desire for my babe to stop pulling me to what she wanted along with her constant pointing and somewhat annoying high-pitched noise making. Who am I kidding – it’s a TOTALLY annoying noise. So, attempting to encourage a bit more language and a little less pointing, wailing, and dragging during 90 degree plus temperatures wasn’t proving to be a happy and healthy bonding experience between mama and baby.

Needless to say, I’m pretty determined. My daughter is determined, too.

Neither of us was budging.

There was an overload of pulling, whining, crying, foot stomping, and even the throw-body-to-ground-deadweight routine (my total favorite). And, it wasn’t only coming from the babe. I was doing a good amount of talking a little too loudly at my daughter.

I was even tempted to put her in the crib for a time-out because I was getting so super frustrated.

Wait, what?!

While teaching, wasn’t I the teacher that told parent’s to STOP putting their kids in time-out? Wasn’t I the cheerleader teacher that encouraged them to work through high-drama situations and really take a look at what was causing the frustration? Wasn’t I the one that suggested maybe it was the ADULT really in need of the time-out and not the child?

You see, kids don’t want to cause irritation or frustration (for the most part). They are just working through what’s bothering them. And, in some cases, when language hasn’t developed yet, wee tots are figuring out how to tell you what they want – and when they don’t get your attention or the item of their desire, they make horribly annoying noises to let you know that THEY are frustrated, too.

I plopped my pointing, skirt-pulling, and whining child in her high chair filled with delectable goodies (cheese and grapes) and took a 15-minute time out on the couch. I felt a ton better after watching a couple of minutes of Sesame Street and listening to my babe attempting to sing along with Elmo.

And, my daughter didn’t seem to mind either.

I think I like time-out.

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