tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post6922303038708858080..comments2024-03-13T16:06:11.396-05:00Comments on the anti-soma: How hard is it to say "No"?Heroditus Huxleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11049569750742829144noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post-25115519268363920602012-04-09T10:51:25.057-05:002012-04-09T10:51:25.057-05:00Imp is only now starting to get to the age where t...Imp is only now starting to get to the age where time-out works. Both get three warnings to stop whining, then swats to the legs or rear if they don't stop. If we're in public, one of us take the whiner and sit in the car while the other one finishes what we were doing. <br /><br />I agree--kids that aren't taught that whining brings boredom and/or makes their rear ends smart for a few minutes turn into <i>thoroughly</i> irritating "adults." It's why I'm trying so hard to curb it so early with my two. I love them too much to let them turn out that way.Heroditus Huxleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11049569750742829144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post-14027954766863031122012-04-09T07:55:23.751-05:002012-04-09T07:55:23.751-05:00In my family, being whiny meant standing in a corn...In my family, being whiny meant standing in a corner or similar. And I hated standing in the corner, it was boring. <br /><br />The problem is, the kids who get stuff if they whine enough grow up to be adults who think they can get what they want by being whiny and unpleasant. Which makes it miserable for those of use who are their profs, bosses, or family members.rickihttp://ranting-ricki.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post-25068051392316420102012-04-07T09:54:40.241-05:002012-04-07T09:54:40.241-05:00So many parents give in when nagged that "no&...So many parents give in when nagged that "no" means "YES, if you whine enough, just so I can get you to SHUT UP!!!"<br /><br />Which, in my opinion, makes a parent lazy at best, and bad at worst.Heroditus Huxleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11049569750742829144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post-40146962196079617562012-04-07T09:08:24.716-05:002012-04-07T09:08:24.716-05:00I guess my brother and I were pretty well-behaved....I guess my brother and I were pretty well-behaved. Then again...going out to a restaurant was treated as a "major treat" and something that had to be "earned" with good behavior - it was not a regular occurrence and we knew if we acted up, that would be the end of treats like that. <br /><br />Also, there wasn't a McDonald's in my town until I was in high school...so that probably avoided some problems. (Though I remember many times asking if I could get a certain cereal - because of the prize in the box - and being told no. And I'd feel sad but I figured "no" meant "No, and you'll hear no again if you ask again.")rickihttp://ranting-ricki.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post-30003809067638287942012-04-06T20:56:14.549-05:002012-04-06T20:56:14.549-05:00Right. Anytime I start thinking about how awful m...Right. Anytime I start thinking about how awful mine are behaving, we take them out in public. The imp and pixie are freakin' <i>angels</i>, compared to other people's spawn. <br /><br />Then again, we don't let 'em get away with shit. Nor do we take 'em out in public when they're really hungry, or really tired.Heroditus Huxleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11049569750742829144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7529212130092758272.post-28613626397350132652012-04-06T20:41:13.660-05:002012-04-06T20:41:13.660-05:00Its Easy...NO. I hear you. Oh the stories we could...Its Easy...NO. I hear you. Oh the stories we could tell of other people's kids. Right???Robhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16800149852939042454noreply@blogger.com