The un-squeaky wheel.
Thank God.
He is flanked on either side by brothers with spirits as large as hurricanes. He huddles in the middle to weather their storms.
About 6 months ago he started throwing tantrums* every time we left the house.
I don’t want to go to karate.
I don’t want to go to my friends’ house.
I don’t want to go to the park.
Everywhere is bad.
*Let me clarify that a Reid tantrum registers around 1 on the tantrum-Richter-scale. I try not to judge, but really, after seeing his brothers’ tantrums I would think by just using pure genetics he could put a little more effort into the show.
One day blog-Stedman watched the pre-karate fireworks as I wrangled Reid into his ghee.
Gee.
We had a chat before I left to take the boys to class about whether it was karate or life that was bothering Reid. We decided it needed further investigation and possibly a change in schedule.
We got to karate and Reid completed his class without incident and with his full participation – as usual.
While we stayed to watch Ryan’s class he climbed up onto my lap and we had a conversation…
Me: Reid, you did very well in karate today.
Reid: Yes.
Why the big fuss before we came?
I don’t know.
Do you like to do karate?
Maybe.
Would you rather do something else?
Swimming.
OK, we can do that. It will take about a month to make the switch.
I like to swim.
I will talk to the karate class and cancel your lessons here.
Yes.
*we sat quietly for a few minutes while I thought about the details of the change and then thought I might want to ask one more question*
Reid, if I switch you to swimming you may NOT throw a fit before class – do you understand?
*pause while Reid thought about it* Mom, I think I better stay in karate.Reid (5 almost 6) is the middle child and has always been the forgotten one. From birth he has been my easiest, my most accommodating, my quietly independent child.
The un-squeaky wheel.
Thank God.
He is flanked on either side by brothers with spirits as large as hurricanes. He huddles in the middle to weather their storms.
About 6 months ago he started throwing tantrums* every time we left the house.
I don’t want to go to karate.
I don’t want to go to my friends’ house.
I don’t want to go to the park.
Everywhere is bad.
*Let me clarify that a Reid tantrum registers around 1 on the tantrum-Richter-scale. I try not to judge, but really, after seeing his brothers’ tantrums I would think by just using pure genetics he could put a little more effort into the show.
One day blog-Stedman watched the pre-karate fireworks as I wrangled Reid into his ghee.
Gee.
We had a chat before I left to take the boys to class about whether it was karate or life that was bothering Reid. We decided it needed further investigation and possibly a change in schedule.
We got to karate and Reid completed his class without incident and with his full participation – as usual.
While we stayed to watch Ryan’s class he climbed up onto my lap and we had a conversation…
Me: Reid, you did very well in karate today.
Reid: Yes.
Why the big fuss before we came?
I don’t know.
Do you like to do karate?
Maybe.
Would you rather do something else?
Swimming.
OK, we can do that. It will take about a month to make the switch.
I like to swim.
I will talk to the karate class and cancel your lessons here.
Yes.
*we sat quietly for a few minutes while I thought about the details of the change and then thought I might want to ask one more question*
Reid, if I switch you to swimming you may NOT throw a fit before class – do you understand?
*pause while Reid thought about it* Mom, I think I better stay in karate.
The un-squeaky wheel.
Thank God.
He is flanked on either side by brothers with spirits as large as hurricanes. He huddles in the middle to weather their storms.
About 6 months ago he started throwing tantrums* every time we left the house.
I don’t want to go to karate.
I don’t want to go to my friends’ house.
I don’t want to go to the park.
Everywhere is bad.
*Let me clarify that a Reid tantrum registers around 1 on the tantrum-Richter-scale. I try not to judge, but really, after seeing his brothers’ tantrums I would think by just using pure genetics he could put a little more effort into the show.
One day blog-Stedman watched the pre-karate fireworks as I wrangled Reid into his ghee.
Gee.
We had a chat before I left to take the boys to class about whether it was karate or life that was bothering Reid. We decided it needed further investigation and possibly a change in schedule.
We got to karate and Reid completed his class without incident and with his full participation – as usual.
While we stayed to watch Ryan’s class he climbed up onto my lap and we had a conversation…
Me: Reid, you did very well in karate today.
Reid: Yes.
Why the big fuss before we came?
I don’t know.
Do you like to do karate?
Maybe.
Would you rather do something else?
Swimming.
OK, we can do that. It will take about a month to make the switch.
I like to swim.
I will talk to the karate class and cancel your lessons here.
Yes.
*we sat quietly for a few minutes while I thought about the details of the change and then thought I might want to ask one more question*
Reid, if I switch you to swimming you may NOT throw a fit before class – do you understand?
*pause while Reid thought about it* Mom, I think I better stay in karate.
LOL…Oh My thats a CLASSIC! and hey least he is honest!
LOL…Oh My thats a CLASSIC! and hey least he is honest!
LOL…Oh My thats a CLASSIC! and hey least he is honest!
I’ll never forget when my easy child started voicing (or over-voicing) his opinions. I felt so…betrayed.
So in touch with this.
Sometimes you just NEED a little tantrum. I get that. I reaaaaaally do…
I agree with Weasel Momma. Gotta keep them off balance. God knows they keep us there. Let me know if you figure out what’s causing it.
🙂 Good follow up question from the peanut gallery….
Hehehehe. Just explain to him that there is not time on the way to class to throw a fit, but that you can schedule his fir for X:30 and that he may fall apart at that time for 3 minutes and you will watch. Let him plan a script and perform it out for you. This will take all the fun out of the spontaneous fit throwing and he will think you have lost your mind. It’s good to keep the kids a little of balance.
That is one of the best pictures of a kid I have ever seen.
Classic.