Veronica, from her bed after being put down to sleep:<\/p>\n
Don’t eat sand.<\/p>\n
Me: Was someone eating sand at school?<\/p>\n
Veronica: Me!<\/p>\n
She’s telling on herself. I like that kind of confidence.<\/p>\n
Veronica: Eat food.<\/p>\n
Me: That’s right. Sand is not food.<\/p>\n
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Daddy and I have been working on punishment. There is the time out, but more importantly there is the threat of time out. \u00a0Or, as I usually call it, punishment.<\/p>\n
Daddy has discovered he possesses a super power: DAD VOICE.<\/p>\n
He doesn’t know his own strength. Sometimes, he will yell in Dad Voice when startled “VERONICA! PUT THAT DOWN!”<\/p>\n
She will dissolve into tears and Mommy is needed to restore order and beauty to the universe after the fearful appearance of Dad Voice.<\/p>\n
So. Now he’s cocky. When I would threaten with time-out punishment, he threatens to yell.<\/p>\n
“Veronica, I need you to listen. Do you want me to yell at you?”<\/p>\n
“No.”<\/p>\n
“So you need to put that down and buckle your seat belt.”<\/p>\n
She sometimes cooperates with this.<\/p>\n
We’re enjoying a golden age of bedtime right now. She’s sleeping better, and putting herself to sleep better. There is still the cotillion of “I need water”, “leave the door open” and “Come hold my hand” but it is very truncated.<\/p>\n
So. Daddy is checking on her. She is tucked, but in the darkness, there is a little rustly noise.<\/p>\n
Veronica: “What is foot doing?”<\/p>\n
Daddy: “Foot needs to be quiet and go to sleep.”<\/p>\n
Veronica: “Oh no! Foot is getting away”<\/p>\n
Daddy: “No No. Foot needs to listen. Do you think I need to yell at foot?”<\/p>\n
Veronica: hee hee<\/p>\n
Daddy: “GO TO SLEEP FOOT!”<\/p>\n
Veronica: *destroyed with giggles*<\/p>\n
He tells me this after the fact. It is cute. But he’s diluting the medicine. \u00a0Daddy Voice is not a toy.<\/p>\n
With great power comes great responsibility.<\/p>\n
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Veronica, from her bed after being put down to sleep: Don’t eat sand. Me: Was someone eating sand at school? Veronica: Me! She’s telling on herself. I like that kind of confidence. Veronica: Eat food. Me: That’s right. Sand is … Continue reading