Seems like lately yelling is my only volume. It’s such a bad habit but this boy does one shockingly naughty thing after another. Some days it feels like nothing I say is getting through to him and then he gives me this little gem of sanity…
I’m standing in the kitchen watching him play outside. He comes in starts walking towards me and THEN, he stops in his tracks turns around and shuts the door without being told.
Sounds silly but not if you’ve been telling him to shut the door for what feels like his whole life.
Now to the next lesson – making sand into a ball does not make it a rock. I’ve been handed these “rocks” twice already and now there’s sand everywhere.