Saturday, November 04, 2006
Max now has grasped the concept that certain actions are forbidden. This does not stop him from indulging in these actions (quite the opposite, since he has also learned that the forbidden actions are mostly the best ones), but it is interesting to watch his sense of right and wrong begin to develop. When he is about to do something that he knows he is not supposed to do (climbing the computer table and messing with the record player are the current favorite forbidden fruits), he will stop and look at us first, to make sure we are watching. Then, he will commence wickedness, glancing at us all the while to make sure he is getting a reaction. We have tried what the books all recommend -- saying "no" in a firm but non-scary way and then redirecting Max's attention to parent-sanctioned alternatives to wickedness. This makes Max laugh uproariously, and double his efforts to create mayhem in the hopes that we will say no and move him away again. Tonight at dinner, he was throwing his food on the floor -- his new way of expressing that he wants attention, and my new biggest pet peeve. Ian and I both tried saying no-no, modeling eating, etc., etc. Food continued to fly, accompanied by wild cackles of laughter, until we removed his tray and declared dinner over. I have therefore begun a new discipline campaign -- moving him away from his evil of choice, saying no, and then ignoring him. This has been more effective at upsetting him -- he has begun flinging himself to the ground, squealing with rage and scooting backwards whenever this happens. It has yet to prove effective as far as reconditioning his desire to do wrong, but it is a young experiment, and I still have hope for it.
Posted by Chelsa at 11:04 PM