Monday, March 2, 2009

I probably wouldn't have followed through

If anyone happened to be at Lowe's yesterday, and happened to hear a woman threatening to take their son's pants away, that was probably me. And really, I almost certainly wouldn't have done it. Maybe.

YaYa is quite the little clotheshorse. He loves to wear clothes. He hasn't run around in just his underwear since he was too young to do anything about it. The more the better with him--if he can layer a sweater, or put a long-sleeved shirt under a T-shirt, that's just icing on the cake, and I am talking about in the summer, too. So when he was being a huge jerk in Lowe's yesterday while I was looking for river rock (which, by the way, I did not find--there was an aisle that said rock, but there was no rock, and it was outside, and I was only wearing a hoodie, so I froze for nothing) we threatened him with all sorts of punishments. The problem is, he's four. He doesn't grasp the implications of punishments that won't affect him right that second. When B grounded him from the computer, it didn't really matter because he wasn't on the computer right that second. So I, in a stroke of brilliance, told him if he didn't straighten up I was going to take his hood away. And I did. And it worked for a few minutes. Then I told him I was going to take his coat away, and without really thinking I added, "And after that I'm going to take your pants!" B was obviously trying not to laugh, and I had to turn around so he couldn't see the expression on my face, but it worked. He shut up. Now I have to think of a way to use that in public without having someone call CPS on me for letting my child walk around pantsless.


  1. You might look for river rock at Michael's or Hobby Lobby or Garden Ridge. Do you have any of those near you? Maybe even a Wal-Mart.

  2. HA! I love it. I think it's a four year old thing...spanking? Yeah right. Anytime I've tried physical punishment he patiently waits, looks up at me and says, "Are you done Mommy?" (so that he can go back to misbehaving) So instead I threaten him that I'm going to find some water and get his shirt wet (the worst torture imaginable to him) haha I'm glad to be among the ranks of other mean-and creative- mommies ;)