
As cops discipline those that break the rules. So must you.
This is the second post in the Four Stages of Parenting Series.
I feel like my job of caregiver is certainly not over it has just not as demanding. My son has moved from needing me constantly for everything to needing my for certain things. He is a pretty independent guy for a two-year old.
Now I find myself being less and less of a constant caregiver and more of a cop that is constantly on patrol. Like I am anticipating the law of our house is going to be broken. I feel like I am having to discipline all of the time. You see my son is now well into his two’s. Yes the terrible two’s are real…at least at my house. My son is always trying to push the limits.
Case in point:
The other day I told him not to touch something.
So he looks at me with those cunning little eyes and take his one little finger and eases it towards the object. Hovering right above it.
I say to him’ “you better not.”
He proceeds to tap it and starts running.
Needless to say my son got punished for disobeying.
Did he harm what he touched? No.
That is not the point. The point was my son knowingly disobeyed me, and disobeying a parent is totally unacceptable at the Tucker house.
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